Wow, would you look at that. Two years since I update a journal.

Nobody really cares that I do or don't. It's not making a big difference. I don't do much art, though I have a small backlog.

I'm ashamed. I'm ashamed.

I don't need a reason to be ashamed.



It's my senior year in high school. Wow. That was a fun 12 years. I think they went well. If I do have regrets...

1. I never solved any mysteries or busted any crime rings. In '07 when I fought the Lake Erie Monster, I didn't technically solve any mysteries - just confirm that there -was- one.

2. I still haven't gotten any cybernetic implants. I told myself I would by 2008.

3. I haven't been to Egypt.

4. I still haven't made a facebook account..

5. I still sound creepy or whiny whenever I'm online. I told myself I'd rectify that WAAAY back in 5th grade, when the internet was just AOL Keywords and 4 or 5 pictures of dinosaurs.

6. Figure out what string theory is.

7. Make contact with the Atlanteans. They send me texts every now and then, but with this newfangled cellular phone, I can never text them back.

8. I never lived that adventureous high school life I saw on "Saved By the Bell". Maybe for the best.-

9. Break Cassidy out of prison. She's got a few hundred more years on her sentence. I'm sure she can wait a little while longer.

10. Visit that abandoned amusement park out by Toledo and NOT soil myself.


Well, now that I look back on it, it was a good 12 years.

My life isn't like TV. It's more real, more ridiculous. I face more problems and consistently make poorer decisions. S'okay, though. I'm happy. Are you happy? We should all be happy.