December, 8th
Age: 15
I will not start out by apologizing for not writing for two years. I have no need to apologize. I had just deleted this whole thing out of my mind. Yes, deleted. I have trained my mind to become like a computer. It needs to be perfected, but at least I can keep my thoughts organized for the most part.
On a more embarrassing note, the reason for my absence is my manhood. Enough said. Not repeating it.
On a less embarrassing note, Alfred, the cat that I mentioned quite a while ago "accidentally" got ran over by my mums car that I was driving last year. Yes, its less embarrassing. I hated that cat. But I got grounded and mum bought a new cat. At least this cat has a name that is less horrible, but still a pretty bad name. "Merlin". Mum like's weird names. But it was either that or "Alfred the second". Nope.
My studies are becoming slightly more of a challenge. Hopefully, by next year, it will be a lot more interesting. Mum sent me to a private boys school, except that there is one girl. She is living here with her uncle who is the janitor/inventor here. He invents a lot of crazy things, but he is one of the only people here who actually tolerates my existence. Him and his niece. Its kind of nice having people you can trust, especially when you are practically out on your own for almost a year. Its nice not to have to deal with Mycroft for most holidays, except, of course, Christmas. Ugh.
