Dear ,
I'm sorry if that isn't your name… I kinda forgot it. Nothing has happened, except from the fact that I have eaten over a ton of sweets in the past hour. I am beginning to think I really am not an adult. Llke, at all.
Am I really that immature and childish? I don't think so… Just because I like cute things, ice-cream, toys and stuff like that doesn't mean I can't be serious. Anyway, enough with the depressive stuff!
So today, I baked a cake. It was good. Vanilla. I also had a vanilla milkshake with ice-cream in it. But, don't worry! I also had normal food. Like steak… And mash… I think that was it?
A few weeks ago, I went out adventuring with my little brother. He's fourteen, and is sooooooooooo cute. I don't even care if I get called a pedo, he is really cute. Sadly, he looks almost nothing like me (except for the blue and green eyes). Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. I have a massive family. And they are all so CUTE! The Vocaloid family, we call ourselves. Of course, we arn't actually blood related. We are just really close, live in a mansion together and all sing together.
I just got a new computer. I may or may not have broken the last one… This one is realy loud, and is having a massive hissy fit. Drama queen.
OH YEAH!
I found Oliver earlier. Before the sweet eating commenced, I tied him to a chair and questioned him for hours. However, after a lot of torturing and cake-feeding, I found out that Oliver was not the imposter. Hmmm... I shall look this up! I'll ask Miku about it later...
Love from Kaito! And possibly Len...