Lessons are going well.

Not exactly sure what's going on, though.

Nngh. Hate being out of the loop. Happens, though.

Sonic. Tails.

Sorry for disappearing like that.

Don't want to talk about it.

Lessons tomorrow, ten AM sharp.

Still in need of a second job. Not sure what to take up.

Laws.

It's difficult to follow.

A big jump. Farming to city life.

On my honor, life can't change back.

Not that it could anyway.

Wontons were delicious. Thank you, Shadow.

Just so everyone is informed:

No. No. NO. I am not dating Vector.

A severe lack in protein intake is putting a damper on my concentration.

Instant ramen also dehydrates me. And I refuse to eat it for the rest of my life.

Protein, please. Thank you.

Lazy. Jerk.

They might annoy me, but I suppose I wouldn't want to be anywhere else.

P.S.: I hope Vector doesn't read my journal.

Could Vector be playing his music any LOUDER?

Some of us meditate around here.