Day SIXTY : Day SIXTY ONE : Day SIXTY TWO

Day Sixty : March 3, 2010 : Wednesday

I was doing some sleuthing today. I spent the day researching about myself. All of the other files are no where to be found, so I just relied on our past pictures. Here's what I found:

Oldest pictures --> I'm mostly smiling... and I look like a hamster. I was so small... I was smaller than Gaji and Errol. Look at me now! Bigger than a tree! But my memories here are the happiest I could remember in Earth. It was so fun. We used to dance for no reasons... Haha... I'm still wondering why after all these years.

Regular old pictures --> I'm so... expressionless. What the ef happened? I look so sad... It's making me sad. I know that something happened, I know. I mean, I didn't just become liket hat for no reason. What was it!? A flipping trend? No~ I'm sure something happened... I can see bits of it. I just can't remember all of it.

New pictures (But not new new) --> My newest pictures (And by that I mean they were taken probably two years ago, when I last set foot on Rosa) have me grinning. Which I find that I like. I look much better like that, I think. I do remember feeling giddy on my last days here.

Soo... all in all, my conclusion about me is... that I am a fat bipolar liar. Yes, be curious. I don't think I'll ever explain why I was such a liar... That's up to YOU to think over.

Day Sixty One : March 4, 2010 : Thursday

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I've been bedridden for no reason. And if there were an illness, it would be of homesickness. Ugh. I don't want to move, I don't feel like moving.... And all I've been doing other than lying in my bed is... Well, breathe. And I sing sometimes... My room has a nice resonance to it. Or soemthing.

I DON'T KNOW. I'm not sure I'm making sense anymore... What am I doing back here, anyway? I never planned on returning to Earth... I hate this place to tell the truth. I hate it with a fucking passion!!

I never said it before, but I was just some confused boy here on Earth. They sent me here to kill time just like how they sent me to Jupiter and it wasn't exactly fruitful... And NO I am not an unwanted child, and I'm not some delinquent either. I just get dumped on some place occasionally, and being here right now sucks because it makes me think of things and GAH hlgfkvhjreng;a'  aesfrk.nes h1!!!!!

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But when I think about it, this is the most controll I ever had in my entire life. I mean, right now... Having this journey. It almost feels liberating... Maybe I shouldn't go back to Apollo and spend my time being a beggar. what the fuck am I talking about? I love Apollo...

Day Sixty Two : March 5, 2010 : Friday

I'm suddenly injected with such an energy.
I've been bouncing around my room, looking for anything to let me see how I was before. I saw my guitar... I missed that. And I also saw a letter from our past prinicpal in WC. She wanted me to go to crab nebula and pose there as a waiter. Haha! I remember that!
I also saw a pciture, apparently tore in half. By who? I can't remember. But I do know who the person in the picture is... And I don't really feel like talking further about it.

I also roamed around the attic and found my camera! Haha! My shots are pure random. And my blackmail for Vinny (The voice thing, from random people) is still there! And a lot of very funny things, like the Jamboliah thing and Vanilla shivering in one corner. Errol used it once, as revenge for Mai, I think. And I took a shot of random outings, and eavesdropped on conversations, and sometimes took shots whie hiding.
I kinda miss doing that. I also saw this video... From a very long time ago. Mufasa was there, acting all silent and grumpy as usual (I have a shot of him and Sancahi, too, though). And Ella is talking and things, and someone else was there, trying to move away from the screen... And I kept on following her, until she pulled me and Mufasa took the camera, and I can see my young self. So adorably wrong.

I really miss this.