I am quite aware by this point that a mutated squid has better posting habits than me. To make up for my absences and pathetic one post a week, I will do something I have never done before: show pages from my various diaries. But of course, I would never show my current diary (not even I want to look at that, 'cause I tend ramble on and on about one insignificant thing, usually while in a state of overemotional and wiggling doom), so my diary from many years ago when I was a wee grasshopper will have to suffice for today. Enjoy, and hopefully posting will pick back up this week!
Note: the third to last says "My friend is over at my house. I think Zach is a total showoff. So he is not a brother." I'm nice, disowning my brother at an early age and all.