The Journal of young Sheldon Lee
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Now I'm going to be writing as best I can what could possibly be going on inside of the mind of Sheldon Lee and delving into his deeper psyche. Now I definitely realize that many seem to be under the impression that Sheldon is just a stalker creep devoid of personality but please understand. Even if you only see Sheldon as a fictional character, he is just as much of a person as Jenny, Brad, Tuck or anyone else in MLaaTR. Sheldon is just as human within the confines of the world he lives in. Sheldon has thoughts and feelings just like anyone else and his character has been incredibly underexplored in comparison to much of MLaaTR's other cast members.
Living at home alone, no signs of his parents anywhere at all in the show, the decades of living in space, his career as a Space Pirate Captain, the secret agent training, and his other abilities. This one character has so many unanswered questions surrounding him regarding his personal thoughts and feelings towards the events that go on in MLaaTR. We never get a close view of what Sheldon is thinking or feeling the same way with Jenny who we have heard her internal thought before. While Sheldon might talk out loud to himself, we never get a any idea of how he is feeling beyond the surface level. As someone who had a rough upbringing during their early childhood, I believe I have some ideas as to the kinds of thoughts Sheldon might be thinking. Mind you the following story will consist mostly of what I see and speculate that Sheldon could possibly be thinking or feeling based on his actions and behavior in episodes of the show. So you can take it or leave it I guess.
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Now without further adieu, let's begin.
New Beginnings
September 7, 2072
This is Sheldon Oswald Lee here. This will be the first entry in my High School journal. For several years now, I have been writing down and documenting the various events of my life since way back in elementary school. This was something a therapist recommended to me as part of a coping mechanism. Although I didn't think much of it, these Journals have become something irreplaceable to me.
I sometimes feel like my journal is the only proof of my existence. I barely ever get to see my mom because of her job and her work schedule. And my dad was a no show who apparently walked out on my mother right after I was born. If it wasn't for all of my mom's phone calls, the sticky notes she's always leaving behind, and me occasionally seeing her passed out on the couch in our living room, I sometimes wonder if she would forget I was even here.
But I'd rather not spend time thinking about that. Today is the first day of the school year. My very first day as a high school freshman and a clean slate for me. Or it would have been if I had actually been able to attend school instead of being sick in bed. I caught Bronchitis right at the tail end of my middle school year and I've been struggling with this for months due to my body's weak constitution. I practically spent my whole summer vacation wasting away in vomit soaked agony on top of having a really nasty cough.
It feels awkward writing about all of this in my Journal. I'm supposed to be writing down the details of my high school career in my journals and not just any random bit of detail I feel like. I eventually figured I should write down why I was absent from my first day of high school so that once I finally am able to attend school again, I will have the details explaining why for my own sake. Speaking of which, I was watching TV earlier today when I saw a news report describing something unusual. The location looked like what was supposed to be my high school, the only difference was that the spot where the school building was supposed to be was in shambles, nothing more than a pile of rubble. Apparently the reporter said that the destruction was caused by a fire that was started by a laser beam belonging to an "android" who was at the school. Most of the news story was lost on me due to being sick and falling asleep but that whole story sounds really far fetched. An actual android being at our school? That honestly sounds like a conspiracy theory someone would have made up online to explain a building being destroyed. Though if there was an android at our school, I've got to say that would be really awesome. I would absolutely love to meet an actual functioning android with real AI more than anything. Advanced tech like that is the stuff that Science Fiction fans like myself would rave over.
Anyway, ever since I got sick, my mom has been around the house a lot more often than she usually is. I think I've seen my mom on a more consistent basis in the past few months than I ever have in the last two years. Not that I really mind it all that much. It's always nice to have another person in the house besides me for a change. I often end up asking mom how her work has been and alike. Just being able to hear her voice is nice seeing how little I get to see her sometimes. But I really hope I get better soon. I can't spend my whole life in bed like this. And fortunately I feel like I'm getting better little by little. My mom says that she reckons that I won't be sick for more than a week longer. I think I can trust this assertion based on the brisk pace my health is improving. It certainly would be the first time my mom accurately predicted something like this. I mean she is a doctor after.