Prodigy's Life in Vague, Enigmatic, Slightly Confusing Terms

This diary does not (entirely) reflect my life, but perhaps my sole purpose of living: to have you leave more confused than you came in. Everything within is the truth, if you can manage to decipher it. Viel gluck, meine landeskunde.


74. Thursday, July 16th.

Well. Well, well. Well, well, well....


The days are slipping by far too quickly.


So now that I know which school I'm attending, I'm beginning to (gasp) make friends. I had a nice conversation about records with one guy, and I'm meeting up with him to buy Queen's Queen when I get there. After I friended him on facebook, other requests started popping up. I know they say to be careful who you accept and whatnot, but I have a foolproof logic system. It goes something like this, "Hmm... Mario xxx xxx. I don't know a Mario. Oh, he's going to RIT. He looks kinda sketchy. Eh, but his name's Mario, that's good enough for me. *friends*" 



If I'm murdered in my sleep blame it on Mario. 

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