June 1st, 2028, Entry #10

This is officially the Tenth Anniversary of our partnership for my mental health! Between my writing in you and you keeping my thoughts inside your pages… I really don’t see much difference, no offense, but I’m not quite sure how my mental state needs to improve. Okay sure I don’t enjoy interacting with my fellow humans, and will go through drastic measures to avoid it, but honestly, those measures should be considered impressive! I mean, when I saw Mike Cummins heading over to talk to me about the talent show(I may or may not have a skill for lip sync), I set a plan in action, first I turned around, gritted my teeth, and asked the eternal blather mouth Gabe Bartland how his guitar lessons were going.I knew then he would chatter on for ours about them, despite the fact that I would be gone. Which brought me to my next evasive action, how to escape. Easy, all I had to do was throw my taco to the ground, and run like mad with my hands over my mouth, with my generic hood pulled over my face, no one would notice it was me. All they would see was a kid who had to throw up and was rushing to the bathroom while Mike asked Gabe if he would play guitar in the talent show. I am a genius.

So while I don’t quite understand how you can help, or even what the issue is, I’d rather not get yelled for not following parental orders, plus, I find reading my own escapades…amusing.