October 12th, Thursday
-"Every day's a difficult day when you're born on Friday the 13th." That's how I would describe my bad luck to my friends if I had any.
-Look, I gave up on being normal. Everyone just doesn't care about my existence. I tried everything to become normal, but it either backfired or went unnoticed because of my luck.
-I know that's not the best way to start a diary. But who cares? It's not like someone other than me is reading this.
-Well, I better introduce myself. I'm TakuikaNinja. I would prefer to be called "Taku" because everyone somehow mispronounces Asian names in the craziest ways. If only my Japanese mum gave me a better name... Anyway, I moved into an apartment near Inkopolis square a couple months ago.
-I was born and raised in New Zealand, a small country near Australia. No one seems to care about its existence as well.
-The only good thing about not being noticed is that I can focus on the things I want to do without interruptions, which is why I'm a pixel artist. I mostly draw GameBoy style art, but I keep running out of ideas (I guess that's common to any artist).
-You're probably wondering why I'm writing this diary. Well, it's to clear up my mind. You see, nerds like me have a lot of thoughts going on in our heads, and we write them down so we don't forget about them.
The other reason is so I can link current events with a past event. Who knows if something tiny would cause a major disaster?
-I guess I wrote enough stuff about myself. I should start writing what happened today. It's going to be pretty short since I don't have much room left.
-There was a food festival in Inkopolis square today. Apparently, it was organised by Grizzco(I'm a profreshional there) and it's their new method of promoting their business. I think it was a good idea. There were all sorts of food; Burgers, shwaffles, pizza, you name it. I wasn't too hungry, so I only had my favourite food, French toast. It was brilliant! It had the perfect softness and sweetness; It was just great! I felt like eating more, but I know my limits.
Everyone else was a different story. They kept on eating as if their minds were controlled by something. Is it just me or that normies are weirder than me?
-It was almost 10 pm by the time I got home. I got some drinks from the fridge and turned my PC on to draw some pixel art. As I did so, I noticed that tomorrow was Friday the 13th. I started to think about what to draw, with the uneasy feeling of having really bad luck the next day.