Diary of a Lost One

don't judge my super off timelines

April 2nd, 1984
Phew! Finally! My very own journal!

I'm Snowy! I finally convinced my mom to buy me a cool new diary! I'll update you a lot and then later when it's finished I'll do a bunch of other stuff. I bet my classmates would appreciate it a bunch if I let them read it! After all, what's wrong with it?

Sorry this was a short lil diary entry, but you can't blame me. I've got stuff to do, too, besides playing xbox and now, writing in this! It's sort of ugly, but it doesn't matter since nobody's snooping which means it's my private sulking area.

You heard me. Finally, something's all mine.

April 3rd, 1984
Just in case there's confusion, I'm Snowy.

Snowy the epic snow snow. Not yellow snow. Clear that out of your mind like wiping freshness clean. Whatever else you wanna say works.

Anyway, I've decided I'm going to come here frequently to 'vent'. I heard that somewhere, but right now I can't remember where. It doesn't matter. Well, now you know that I'll probably write more someday else, it's time to tune out!

Peace!

April 6th, 1984
Hey guys. I'm back. Sorry it's been a while.

I couldn't update because I've been busy, what with homework and sports and Minecraft and all. But besides that, I'll be ready for anything! I needed to write today to remind myself I was going to be active here. It's 2:30 am. I usually wake up early and sit against my wall, playing on my computer.

Today, I tried something new. Writing. I'm not very good at it. That's possibly why you can't read this handwriting very well, as I haven't had classes or private lessons specifically focused on that. And it works just fine, so I don't have to change a thing until it stops working.

But, quite honestly, I don't think that'll happen.

ANYWHO, let's stop wavering off-topic. I know I'm definitely the smartest in my class, but today on our test, I found out I got FOUR wrong. That doesn't sound like the smart brain I know! My mom even agreed. She definitely showed it when she whacked me on my bum also!

School is so boring, though, but somehow I've always managed to exceed good grades. The essays have gotten harder and I have to take major tests this year, which I'm not very excited for. Perhaps I can run away. Then nobody will know where I've gone.

They'll likely think I'm out on another stroll again. Sometimes I plain leave, walking out without warning. But I always return before anybody has quite the chance to worry over it, since it takes them a long time to notice I'm gone in the first place. Only when they call me to come do chores.

Otherwise, my life's alright. I don't blame my parents for loving me!