[ WP ] It 's the end of the world , and I feel fine .

**UNRELATED NOTE: I think I have my Nanowrimo idea... ** 
 
 Dear log 
 
 I still vividly remember waking up that fateful morning to hear a harrowing news report. The Large Hadron Collider below Switzerland had short circuited and malfunctioned, producing phenomenom few could have reasonably anticipated. 
 
 The particle collider was shut down but the damage was already done. The sheer energies surging through the miles of dark tunnels below Geneva had produced a black hole. Scientists could n't get close enough to study this hole because of how vast its gravitational pull was. One of them got too close, could n't escape and was brutally crushed to a quick and rather gruesome death as he was plunged into the singularity. If light did n't even stand a chance of escaping its event horizon, there was no way a human being that moved millions of times slower could even approach this monstrocity. Dr. Hans Schneider was the first of many casualties. 
 
 As I listened to the news report on BBC Radio 2. it became apparent humanity was completely and utterly fucked. Not even our best physicists had the answer and every expert on the issue just proclaimed that humanity had zero chance of survival. On that bombshell, human civilization collapsed. Entire cities went on riot, those who could afford to travelled to the other side of the world in a vain attempt to prolong their lifespans by a few weeks at least. I did n't go abroad, primarily because I could n't afford it. The prices were not only jacked up in the hopes to make a quick buck but I was also part of a society that had failed me. Last year I graduated with a first class honours in Sociology and still could n't find a job. Not even sending out hundreds of job applications, attending a grand total of five interviews and spending much of my time volunteering as a charity mugger had made me any more employable. 
 
 Since last week I decided to write my feelings in a diary. I did n't do it for an audience. Rather, I did it so that I could keep my own sanity during the final hours of my existence. I have to say, humanity has surprised me a lot lately. Many of the guys from CERN who had sought refuge in the United States were arrested at gunpoint and put on a show-trial orchestrated over the next day. I only saw the trial thanks to a live stream a friend showed me. As I mentioned in my entry a few days ago, they were all found guilty and sentenced to death, all of them being executed within a row by a firing squad *within* the court room. I have never seen anything so surreal in my life before and after having watched the entire case live all the way into in the early hours of the morning, I now feel glad I will no longer have to share my existence with a government that would have people executed just to appeal towards'the mob'. 
 
 Today, I could actually see the horizon being distorted and pulled ever so closer into the singularity. It was n't far enough to affect me yet but I knew that later today the jaws of infinity would engulf me and the rest of the planet. And now is the day of reckoning. It's the end of the world. The day of judgement, the a-fucking-pocalypse. And I feel fine. 
 
 I did n't understand why. One of my biggest fears was dying but I now knew it was an inevitability. It was a given that I would die today by being mauled apart by the jaws of infinity that were gradually engulfing the planet. Maybe it was because I would share this fate with everybody else. Maybe it was because society had failed everybody, including me. 
 
 Before I close this entry, I had a random thought about those in the International Space Station and how much it must absolutely suck for them. They would watch from below as their home is swallowed whole by nothingness then realize they were now alone in the world and that nobody would be coming to save them. They would float within the space station, barely able to sustain themselves from the supplies brought up to them from space. They, like we did weeks ago, would also perish. Not of being crushed to death in infinite gravity but rather of malnutrition.
