I have quite possibly forgotten about this journal. Until Kara prodded me, that is.

Yeah, ow. You'll be getting it for that one.

Name's Diana. Contrary to popular belief, I am not short. Everyone else in the world is just freakishly tall. And I do not have a temper, no matter what Kara tells you. My entire life is filled with misconceptions, oh

Why the hell does Edmonton have to be so confusing? What is this fucking Pedway beast they insist on?

At least it's useful for some things.

Why do I always find myself roped into these things?

Hello. If you're here, then you probably know who I am. If not, then what the hell are you doing reading this?