One of my college friends from the same year killed himself earlier this month. I don't know him personally. We were just in the same class for some subjects. It's really sad what happened to him. And now to his family. I usually don't write anything too private, but by writing this I just want to remember him more often. Because it's the least we can do right now. Because we're supposed to be his friends.

Okay, that was probably not the best way to start this journal. But, I just need to get it out of my system.

Clearly, there's a lot going on in the world that's more important than anything I'm going to write. But, let me try.

Oh, our cat fell into the well. That's pretty important. We got her out eventually with rope and a bucket. She's not hurt, thankfully. Just need a bath. What a crazy day that was.

Also, the new kid and Kiwi always sleep together lately. They're so adorable.

I bought two random books when I was out sometime this month. One of them was kinda okay, the other was a hit. It's called The Borrowed 13.67. A book from a Hong Kong author about Hong Kong detective. Really awesome. Also finished on Exhalation. An absolute masterpiece. Maybe I'll read it again in the future.

I also started what I mentioned last time about the long-term project. I named it ly. It was named something else before, but I shortened it. I worked on it in my spare time between work, but I think from now on I'm going to work on it only on weekends. I'm worried that I might get carried away. It's nowhere near enough of what I envisioned, but we'll get there eventually. And ly is only the first step of (hopefully) many more to come. It's very challenging but I think that's precisely what I need right now.

Oh, yeah. Also, I lost 13 hours of Subnautica in Survival mode because of dehydration. I'm so dumb.