I've been enrolled in the college now, started taking a couple classes on dance and drama. Acting drama, not like.. well, what the TNT cable network knows for Law and Order and its other shows. Hmm, now I got that gavel banging sound effect in my head.

But this. Taking dance classes. It's something I'd wanted to do since I was younger. Though I'd hoped it would be London Uni, this one should do fine for me. Might take an art elective next semester. I just wish my pals from Bristol could see me now. Or more than that, my parents. Still miss them.

Wow.. supermoon. I think it's nice. Definitely going to spend time drawing that. Might do it twice. One with pencil sketch, second with color pencils. Or paint, haven't decided. Sketch is my forte though.

Ohh. Speaking of paint. I wish that I could have met Bob Ross. He seemed like a cool guy, mellow and calm, nice painter with advice. I've seen a few of his "Joy of Painting" eps on TV before. Oh, and he seemed to like adding trees into the paintings a lot too. As an artist, it was nice to watch.

Can't wait til this thing is over, bloody hell. I occasionally wonder if things could have happened differently for me and Tony. Like if I hadn't been in an impatient mood or tired that time in Russia, or if he hadn't been a wanker sometimes. Or if he hadn't already belonged to someone at the time. I hated myself for even giving in at the end, though I'm also glad I walked out when I came to my senses early on. He had a girl already and it's not in my nature to mess with that. I regret having any part of that mess.

But he's.. Tony, and you know, he can be a bit But he's Tony and he's good at charm and persuasion, and smart. And he looks fit too. Though sometimes I wonder if some of the random facts or philosophical insights or lessons or whatever is nonsense talk that just sounds good. But he also has been there for helping a friend. As I was for him, to help him get better after his bus accident, as Sid was when he visited him in the hospital constantly. I had even helped him write his own name. He's not so bad now. Actually a little better, though I've had a dream now and then that played out differently in that trip. But that's only a dream, we'd all moved on from it and went on to more important things.

Also used to be sort of a player in school. Some of them I was involved with, we didn't much know the other's name. Not so much anymore, though. I like to know them for a while first. And for us to have more in common than just good looks, more personal, similar hobbies and goals, watch favorite movies, stuff like that. Maybe a fling once in a great while from a club might be alright, but what I'd really like is to meet someone special for me. Who knows, maybe I'll meet them when training for a dance solo or after finishing an art class, or something. Most important thing in my mind though is that whatever career path I choose, my parents will be proud of me wherever they are. They told me that being successful at what I do is good but that it should also be something I also enjoy too. And I am. I just wish all my friends were here to see that.

So glad to have my drawing stuff back, that was crazy. I'd already went out and replaced it.. by I like the old sketchbook since it has some of my work on it. Some of which I'd done back home in Bristol.

It's been a bit too hot all of a sudden. Mostly sure it doesn't get that much til a few months later. And even then it can't be like this, bloody weird I guess staying near the air-conditioned room in my apartment will have to do. Maybe going for a swim will help, suppose I'll find out soon enough.

But.. umm. Slight problem. Tried to call a friend about stuff. Sid. Sid Jenkins. I've knocked on his door but there's no answer. Anyone seen him at all, any of hid friends.. or anyone? I'd hate to just assume it's that tree but I want to be sure. I hope nothing happened to him in the last incident that tree did around here.

Well, this is bloody weird. I'm a.. well, not sure exactly. Some kind of angel or fairy thing, or something else. I can float. Also, I just wanted to go into my kitchen and... umm. Turned into these bright blue lights and somehow vanished and appeared there a few seconds later. Makes me wonder what else I can do.

I do like my gift a lot, something I thought was lost. My old sketching tablet that has some drawings. Mostly of some friends but places around Bristol too. Oh! My birthday came recently. April 20th. Yeah, probably funny to be born on a 4-20 date. I'd hoped to get high on it but haven't found much of

But I'm thinking.. I'd like to have a party soon. Probably next weekend. As well as going to see the new Spidey movie, that's out then too. Hope it's good. The previews sure seemed decent enough, I guess.

[Sid]
No luck on my end just yet, but what about your side? Been able to find any good spliff to get high on?

Managed to do a bit of landscape sketching of this town. Mostly buildings, but a couple of the woods and surrounding areas. I think it looked pretty good, might draw some more of a beach next.

It's Friday. Anyone want to go do something? Maybe the bowling alley, never did any bowling where I'm from. Looks fun. Might just go there anyway to try it out. Knowing my luck, might get gutter balls most of the night for the first time there, hope I can get lucky and hit some pins by accident lol

Hello, I'm Maxxie. I heard you were the one to contact about getting some ID and documents here. I'm from Bristol, so maybe papers showing that I'm an American citizen (and maybe passport). I can give my school info details; maybe change the UK credits format to that of the U.S. school system, or whatever. I'd like to be able to finish my education here as a senior. Any other info needed from me aside from that and my name?

Erm...right. ...what the fuck? Not Times Square...so...where am I, then?

.. Okay. This is bloody weird. Just how did I go from a beach in Bristol to here and not even remember the trip? I'd assume it was a friend's prank. Maybe Tony but he.. well, doubt he'd be up for that stuff just yet. Chris, maybe. Except that wouldn't explain why I felt this urgent need to walk to this apartment and not stop til I get there. Name's on the key, so obviously someone knows me here. Fridge has all my favorite foods too. Nice, more extra weird. But a good kind of weird, I guess. It's great food.

I need to get back. A vacation in the States does sound nice, but I should be in school.Classes. And there's a drama play involving some dance that I should practice. And.. my friend. I need to check on him to see how he's doing. He's better, but I usually come by now and then. Even if he was a bit of a wanker before and during Russia, he's still a friend and part of the gang, so I need to Plus, I don't have a passport on me. Hopefully there isn't an issue for that. Then again, maybe they'd just deport me back to home. Maybe my friends are here too? Sid, Anwar? Chris? Tony and his sister, maybe? Any of them, really.