twenty third of september - two thousand and fourteen
I won a prize today.
It was for my hard work, but it really wasn't hard work.
I like collecting things, hoarding them - I just happened to have the things they needed.
I like giving them to Grandma and Grandpa.
It gives me more incentive to collect more things for them
I'll do that.
twenty seventh of september - two thousand and fourteen
I found a cave.
It's full of precious gems I can sell.
To fill my severely depleted bank account.
Maybe Gramps can give me a loan.
Maybe I should sell some of my already hoarded ****.
I think I have a hoarding problem.
Do they have help groups?
twenty eighth of september - two thousand and fourteen
He asked me to be his right hand dudette.
I said yes.
I bet people will be mad at me.
Jealous even.
I did this for him, no one else.
He has faith in me.
I'm waving the flag.
My competition has begun, even I'm playing my part.
Hulk & I are being cool.
We can possibly win.
Already got the wallet, took a picture.
Sometimes, I wish things were different.
Just.. sometimes.
The team is working well.
Hulk is doing well.
Emmy is my *****.
**** yes.
Seriously?
I'm feeling like ****.
My dreams are more vivid.
It's like I'm living my past all over again.
I'm scared I'm going to go crazy again, or some ****.
