Sometimes I think the plague would be worth it.
-Artie

That was seriously and without a doubt, the best birthday I have ever had. I have to say I'm a little bit overwhelmed with everything, first all of the presents, really cool stuff that I never even thought about having before and something from each and every Antonio. Then there was the party with an amazing castle cake and much playing of, and losing spectacularly at cards. They even let me join them in a shot of celebratory tequilla...

...After I woke up again with Diego and Puss lightly slapping me I decided I'm laying off that kind of thing for a while, probably wasn't the best idea in the whole world, but I don't feel especially sick or anything so we can conclude this with a yay.

Usually at this point on this day, I'm trying not to cry myself to sleep, last year being an especially big disaster. But today I don't need to, today felt like an actual birthday again, the sort I haven't had since I was five.

I'm really glad I came here, really glad I stayed and really glad I've made so many friends, and have so many people that I know care about me now. Thanks so much, people. It's made everything just amazing.

-Artie

I'd actually forgotten I'd told Sar I'm turning seventeen this month until we were working on my prompt and she remembered and then asked me as she glanced at the calendar and...It didn't feel like the thirty first was already Friday.
Now I don't want to know WHAT she's cooking up...I think I'm just a little scared...

-Artie

I don't know why I posted the stupid prompt after I wrote it out. I mean everyone's going to see that now, it's like they're going to actually find out the truth. Like I'm actually seriously going to be exposed here as the loser and freak I am who totally deserves everything that's happened to him. People from HERE are going to see it even. I don't care so much if random strangers don't like me or think I'm horrible but...

It's sort of personal now. I mean there's lots of people I don't want to know the real reason I don't have any REAL friends or anywhere to go to or stuff like that. It's bad enough they all found out what happened when I tried to go back to school. I mean I'm glad I didn't die which apparantly I could have but...

It's all just sort of really embarassing now like the rest of it is. Sar says I'm not going back to school either, that we'll work out something here but if I don't go back then I look like I'm a coward who ran away because I couldn't take the heat. I don't want to be that person...I really don't.

I'm not sure of anything right now. But while I'm on the subject of the post with letters to people I hurt. I guess I sort of did hurt some of you and now that I've had time to think about it before the drugs kicked in, I'm sorry.

-Artie

Also. French fries count as vegetables don't they? They have potato...

I guess I'm sorry about all of that. I don't know what it matters but I am.

-Artie

I understand now that coming here was one of those collosal mistakes I wasn't supposed to make now that I'm king.

What did I do it for again? I'm not even sure that I know now. Well...

One: I thought that here there might be something like a chance to be something other than they made me into.

Two: I figured that once I was here, they'd never want to throw me away or get rid of me or anything like that again. I thought I could be more than just the person they ignored.

Three: At least being ignored is better than being everyone's laughing stock, but you know...it's not by much. I came here hoping that there'd be someone who actually wanted to talk to me, who actually cared besides them just trying to be nice to the pathetic loser. I mean we all know in those instances what happens dont we? Pathetic Loser doesn't matter in the end when he's not important enough to get screentime and when no one responds to anything he even says.

This leads me to announce I've given up. It's easier than all of the alternatives really. I mean sure, I could stick around waiting, but its not going to work, announcing it looks like some pathetic cry for help and I don't want any of your help.

And honnestly? If I could just get out of here, there's people at home who like me just fine. Sure, most of them kinda have to, but there's the others too, the ones who actually give a shit. It's funny to think I thought I'd find that here.

Starting now I'll be packing. Tommorow I'll start waiting till the gate's back up and working again. And that one's going to be that.

...What else, after all?

-Artie

...

Well that's the reason why then...

No, I don't really want to talk about it. I'll get over this one too.

-Artie

The one thing about all of this I just don't get? Why ARE some people naturally more worthy anyway?
-Artie

I have acheived the power of speech. Through sheer cunning and coniving wit, I, Arthur Pendragon have singlehandedly contrived to get Sar to fulfil the one condition of being granted the right to speak!

...Which all sounds a lot cooler than it actually is.

So Hi, I'm Artie. I guess I'm using this journal now, by divine right of being king...Okay okay, really because no one said I couldn't.

Introductions...this sounds really dumb. Sort of like giving a speech, only I can't imagine all of you in underwear. ...Considering some of you I think my brain's a little safer that way, but it DOES make with the awkward pauses.

...So would the underwear actually...

Aheh. So this is Artie being a big moron, but apparantly you like those here? I guess at least I'm not the one who climbed the "Silver Surfer" display thingie and tried to set it on fire. Or the one who fervantly whispered to flame on during that little preview.

Apparantly I'm not even the only one to fall from high school ceilings.

I don't do hugs, I don't do therapy. I don't do jousting (stupid jocks) , I would do swords but I can't yet so we'll see. I do do books, I'd definitely do princesses and we'll see what else I do when that pops up.

I think I'm going to like it here...