(I've messed up KH history for my sake. Haha. This was amusing, anyway.)
Diary,
I've been thinking something strange. Every time I think about darkness and light and stuff, my mind starts to get mixed up like the scrambled eggs that Xigbar makes us for breakfast, except he doesn't make those very often and my mind screws up at least once every other day.
Xemnas says darkness is very important, and before Namine left for Castle Oblivion, she said that light was. She was always drawing these sunny beach pictures, though, so I'm not surprised. She always did like the sun.
Me, well, I'm not certain. I always forget to open up the blinds in my windows until nighttime, so my room is stuck in twilight. I've gotten used to it, but I like to keep my fishy nightlight on because of it, to make sure I don't trip over my clothes. They're everywhere. I have to keep them out of my chest of drawers or else no one would know what I wear under this black coat!
Why do we have to wear coats, anyway? They get in the way and I can't run with it on. Xaldin would say that there is no need to run, but he has wind dragons and is even scarier than Xemnas, because I heard that Sora kid that's running around died fighting him. But then somehow a mouse showed up and then Sora resurrected, rinse and repeat, until Xaldin died.
I think this goes to show why running away is better than wind dragons.
That said, I'm still bent on running away and I still think this coat is stupid. Zexion got the design out of one of his history books. I think I will have to ask Axel's help to burn that stupid thing. Maybe we can wear loads of zippers next, like lots of today's youth are doing. Today's youth. I am one of today's youth! I'm cool like them too, not a dork.
Yeah, that's right. I heard them all saying I was a dork and a freak. As if they're any better. I look at Marluxia and think, "Riiiight, a freak and he's not." But of course he's not because he has a scythe.
Why does everyone seem to have a cooler weapon? I think I'm going to play sad tunes to myself now and wish that no one would call me dorky, that I would remember to up my blinds, and that Zexion was a stupid oaf that never read history books.
I think I'm going insane. Maybe I'll just die and go to the Underworld like Xemnas told me.
—Demyx