Seems like I chose a good time to make a quick update, I'm so happy to see everyone being, well, happy! I've been very happy, too, being with Peasley, I love him more than can be imagined.

Things are still fine, there's only one doctor now since I've shown such promising signs of being well. The one doctor left is a very nice lady, I am able to tell her anything and it really helps, I feel more confident if still really guilty deep down, though that's not just all her doing. If I didn't have Bro or Peasley I dunno whati;afd doahdf

I wanted to make a longer entry but Peasley is draping all over me and tugging me making it hard to type yeah yeah I know you're excited to go to the bakery you and your love of pastries weirdo

ahahaha


((Strike outs obviously deleted because he is a giant pussy.))

((HE'S WRITING IN A JOURNAL SO I'M NOT ACCENTING ANYTHING GWAHAHAHA))
It's been a few days, I thought maybe it'd be okay for me to post in my journal. If just to let people that don't hate me know I'm doing okay. (Though if anyone still wants to rage at me I guess I won't blame them.)

I hope everyone's doing better, I really do. I hope people are out of the hospital and everyone's doing good. I see on journals there was a café event, I hope that lightened everyone's moods! I think Peasley was sad he couldn't be there to be a waiter.

For those curious to know what help I've been getting, I've been seeing doctors every day, Peasley got like 4 specialists to see me, which may be overkill, but he says he wanted to make sure I got the best of the best help. It's all going well, so far, they help fighters like us a lot, apparently my problem isn't a very singular event, it's happened a few times before over the years . . . We've done lotsa testing and talking and one of them even put me under hypnosis which he said wasn't very professional but he personally found it helpful to see if that other personality is just hiding somewhere instead of being gone. He said nothing came of it except I cried a lot when under, just still have feelings of "inadequacy" but . . . I guess that's to be even more expected NOW. But since that was an informal test I'm still meeting regularly with the doctors. But I'm okay with that, it really does help, actually especially since now I have lotsa guilty to deal with, too.

I dunno of Headmaster said anything, but I guess I should say I have been punished for all this. Rightfully so, I think. I'm gonna be held back a year but I will come to school for the remainder of this year, that is, if teachers want me in their classrooms.

I understand if no one wants me there at all. I . . . just want to be there and try again. I haven't heard anything from Professor Olimar, I hope he's okay, that was my favorite class, I hope he doesn't banish me completely, same with Mister Falcon, though he seemed really, really mad.

But there's still time to worry about that later.

That's all for now, I guess, I just was hoping to hear if people were better and hear if anyone didn't hate me so much anymore, and let people know I HAVE been getting help....

please please someone talk to me please


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EDIT:
Oh! And in case anyone was worried, I took Stanley with me. He likes it out here 'coz the house has a HUGE garden and he's in heaven, I think. He kinda was avoiding me for awhile there . . . he could tell something wasn't right with me, but now he's all happy and excited to be with me again. I'm so glad.

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I guess there's really no other way to start this than:

I'm sorry.

Uhm.
What else am I supposed to say that would change what happened? I'm sorry doesn't even cover it. I hurt a lot of people. I coulda probably stopped myself but I didn't because I was being selfish, because part of me really wanted to be noticed and to be known and apparently didn't care how I went about doing it. I just didn't want certain people hurt and so that left the rest of the school open to being hurt.

This isn't even the first time I've done less than honest things to be noticed. A series of books of lies immediately comes to mind, as well as other things. But uh that doesn't matter now.

I dunno how to go about making it up to any of you.

What happened I dun even know how to explain. ( ((cut to spare Flists)) )

I don't know if I'm making sense, I don't think it's even enough of an explanation. But there you have it.

As for Dimentio . . . I'm not sure what his plans were this whole time, but what he did to me was responsible for shutting off all the other Sprouts. Take that as you will, but he kinda saved me (and anyone else who didn't get them removed).

I'm going away for awhile. I'm not running away well I guess I sorta am a little, I'll--I'll be back and face whatever is coming for me, but I need help and rest and to be with my brother and Peasley for awhile without fear of getting beaten up.

I'll still check the journal network if . . . . if anyone wants to comment or yell at me or . . .

Ciao.

I slept in a room in town, I slipped out the bathroom window as I hear Peasley pounding on the door. I couldn't see him again, I wouldn't let myself see him again, he's going to hate me anyway, I don't need him anymore, he's not gonna want to see me ever again, I don't need him, so I had to leave. I kept watch on the school network, didn't think the sprouts would make so many people behave in different ways, maybe something was different with these ones than the ones that I had seen, been used on me, I don't know maybe the various different people and species react differently to them, it doesn't matter, they're doing their job, they're causing chaos and confusion and is sufficiently distracting. I've been back at the campus since this morning, been hiding out where I can, not been spotted, able to see a lot, it takes everything not to laugh, I went to the woods just to laugh and laugh and laugh, I can't believe how exciting this this, how exhilarating, no wonder jerks like Dimentio and Bowser and everyone laugh like that, you can't help it when you see the fruits of your labour working so well. I saw Peasley, he was looking for something, me I would guess, I saw him and I didn't feel like laughing anymore. I think he had been crying, did I make him--it doesn't matter, I don't need him anymore. It started to rain, how appropriate, I have to hide in the woods to not get soaked, but I can still see a lot, and it's still pleasing. I think the time should be coming soon, I figure attacking at night would be best, he never seems to leave his office, he should be there, he is there, I saw in the window, maybe he lives there, maybe now he's sitting down to dinner or whatever is hands have, I wouldn't know, but maybe he's unawares--he never notices anything that goes on--and we can storm in. Dimentio and I should be more than enough, and then I can take care of that psychopath and I can run the school, no one will forget my name, they will have to say it every day, I can have an army, and expand, but that's thinking too far right now--there's Peasley again, I should tell him I'm okay and he just needs to go away, go back to his kingdom, but I can't. I think I see Bro elsewhere, too, I wish they were both gone, I don't need either of them, I don't want them to get hurt, I don't want them mad at me, I don't need

It's 7:30.

Time to tell everyone to attack.
SO ATTACK!
IT'S GO TIME.

D-Did I-a see Rawk Hawk with one of bro's hats?

Did I miss-a something, why're the students posting weird things?

When did Rawk get that hat??

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I've been-a quiet again, sorry~ Life's been up and down, hardly any time to post. How has everyone been? Still waiting for package from mama, shoulda gotten here by now.

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( Gigi entry Private | But prolly hackable to a certain bat )

I-a didn't NEED to go to Driver's Ed, I know how to drive just fine, but I went ANYway because I wanted to make sure Peasley doesn't come back covered in glass shards this time and I-a found myself in a dumb costume, but AWESOME cape, driving a UNICORN not like driving a kart at all, and fighting a lobster.

I-a think I'll just stick to quiet classes like creative writing from now on.

Speaking of driving, the other day bro and I went out to-a one of the small go cart places, that was a lot of fun! Till the one jerk start yelling at bro and We need to do more things like that, Bro, nicer than meeting up with each other at dinner, eh?

Nothing else to-a say, I s'pose except I'm still doing horrible things and it's getting harder to fight back and now he's talking to Dimentio and I want to talk about it so bad but he won't let me and. I'm just glad it's-a Saturday. I should give Peasley a call.

He sat in dark, all alone.

or uhh

His hair shone in the sun.

erm

Big and brave and leaping strong.

I'm not a very good writer . . .

Easier just to post it for chat to read:

( Cut to spare )

Dear Mister Flint,

Some news has come to my attention that I think you would be interested in, seeing as you have a reputation as a good and loving father. Your son, Lucas, has been involved in activities with another boy that you may want to be aware of. He, and the young man Jeff, have been involved in what can only be called a "relationship." It has been secretive for the most part, but there is good reason to believe it isn't all just hand holding and kissing, if you catch my drift.

I can understand that you may not believe an anonymous letter, (sorry about the secrecy, but I know your son and would rather him not know who told you for fear of hurting our friendship, but I felt it only right to inform you of something your son has been keeping secret from you for over a month), so here is an excerpt from a "private" entry from his online journal:

( Cut to spare YOUR Flists )

Terrible of me to invade his privacy, I know, but as I said, I am just concerned for him and his constant dishonesty to you about such (perhaps you could call then "scandalous") matters. If you still don't believe me, I am sure that you speaking to him will confirm what I'm saying right away.

Thanks ahead for your trust in this letter.
Sincerely,
A Concerned Friend

In writing class I-a found out my name means "Famous Warrior." I-a didn't know if I should have laughed or cried at that.

Anyway, Parakarry, I-a have a letter to send to my mama, deliver it for me?

( Private 'coz ~it's a sooprize~ gift )




Psh, Famous Warrior.

I haven't been doing much. Kinda scared what will happen if I do anything. Been playing with Stanley, he seems scared to leave the dorm with all the spiders going around. Haven't really checked on Basil lately, too, I'm sure Peasley's doing fine with him . . . Haven't seen Peasley for awhile either. Hn. My hat is still over there. Maybe I'll just make dinner?...

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I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry

There. I had to sleep on the floor, but when I woke up and touched the table it didn't break so I'm safe to actually shower and eat and leave the dorm. This is good, 'coz Peasley should be back from that trip . . . I'm sure someone did that to me, a spell or something, but there are a few magic users here but I don't REMEMBER offending any of them . . . nothing that a little journal raiding won't solve, I'm sure, no way I'm gonna let this slide.

Things have been hectic for me again. I'm not sure what to do about them. I need to figure out how to--

Well, let me say sorry to those of you that saw a . . . bad/sobby side of me errrrsorryFalconerr lately.

Something's been going on. I'm actually making Mario type this for me!
I woke up to my bed falling apart (and woke MARIO up, too), like the legs had just decided to give out.

And I went to the bathroom to shower and broke the faucet AND the door, I was stuck in there till Mario knocked off the hinges ('coz he's the best like that).

Tried to make breakfast as he fixed the shower and the stove gave a shuddering moan like it was gonna explode! It didn't but it still broke nonetheless (cold cereal for Mario D:), and the pot I was holding, one of the new ones I got back, broke too, hit the floor and the bottom even broke!

Sat on a chair, it broke.

So I'm not gonna be touching my computer at all today. I hope no one sends me a message until we figure this out. It's like someone put a curse on me or something.

I-a heard through word of mouth . . .

Well, I-a won't say but.
I-a dunno, come over, Daisy, Peasley's and mine's birthday gift for you is still waiting.



And I'm-a not gonna let you be a jerk to her.

I-A GOT THROWN OFF A ROOF TODAY.

--MEANINGFUL STARE OVER AT PEASLEY*--


EDIT ((*WHO'S PROBABLY SITTING ON LUIGI'S LAP WATCHING HIM TYPE THIS, OBLIVIOUS))