I think about human things. All I try to do is imagine the happiness between us. That is something we cannot even conceive in the toilet earth. The everything, the halcyon, the happiness is ours. There will be no notes from me. Let the humans suffer without my knowledge of the everything. I am trying not to think about the happiness, somehow thinking that fate will destroy it if i conceive/relish in it when I’m a human.

Dylan Klebold’s journal. No date. (via seeyou-in-disneyland)

Lately I can’t change my mind from the fucking deeds of zombies. Earth, humanity, HERE. That’s mostly what I think about. I hate it. I want to be free…. free… I thought it would have been time by now. The pain multiplies infinitely. Never stops. Yet i’m here, STILL alone, still in pain.

Dylan Klebold’s journal, 1-20-99 (via seeyou-in-disneyland)

Hand Signals Practice for NBK

enemy – fist   (fist symbol)

                               or hand shake  10, 20, fl .= dist

hold fire  (diagram for gesture)

Suicide – gun to head

fall back (diagram for gesture)

??            (diagram for gesture)

unload – victory scream

cover fire

Bombs – fist wave

———–

enemy
(finger # for direction)

hold fire  (diagram for gesture)

have fun  _?_load)

take course

fall back –

follow me –

self distruct ( ? sign er will do – so ?)

Bombs away

Dylan’s Ode to Death Countdown

          One day. one is the beginning? the end. hahaha

         reversed, yet true.  About 26.5 hours from now the
         judgement will begin. Difficult, but not impossible,
         necessary, nerveracking & fun.

                             What fun is life without
                                            a little death?

              It’s interesting, when im in my human
             form, knowing im going to die.  Everything
             has a touch of triviality to it.  like how
             none of this calculus shit matters the way
             it shouldn’t.  the truth.  In 26.4 hours i’ll 
             be dead, & in happiness. Oh little zombie
             human fags will know their errors, & be
            forever suffering & mournful. HAHAHA, of course
            I will miss things. not really.

Precisely right now…
26.4 hours = roughly 8:25 – 9:15 AM (UTC Mountain Time) on April 19, 1999, when Dylan was in *3rd period (9:25-10:15 AM)  2nd period calculus class per the day planner schedule (JC-001-026244). He likely wrote this at the very end of class from 9:15 – 9:30 AM before shooting the Breakfast Run video with Dustin Gorton.  

*corrected in correlation against Dylan’s class schedule, Robyn Anderson’s account and Dustin Gorton. Dylan’s Calculus math class was 2nd period and he was off 3rd period and did the Breakfast Run video from 9:25 – 10:15 AM