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April Fool's Day in an elementary school is an adventure....

SOMEONE HELP! THERE'S A GUY KEEPING ME LOCKED UP IN HIS HOUSE!

MY NAME IS SIRIUS BLACK. MY PARENTS ARE RICH. THERE'S GONNA BE A REWARD IF YOU RESCUE ME!

I get why everyone keeps talking about their dreams now. I have to admit I had some pretty strange ones last night.

CLARICE BOUGHT ME SOME NERF GUNS, THIS IS AWESOME!

she knows me so well i heart her in a purely child like way i just wish she'd let me have a cigarette or some coffee or something but that's okay.

Because NERF GUNS

i think i had too much sugary cereal this morning holy curse words batman

You people are silly, I can dig it.

I had wondered if this new? old? face might have gone back to normal by the morning, but it has not. But I believe I can stomach looking a good twenty years younger for a while. Not an old dad now, am I? Haha! My son seems a little confused, though.

Has not affected my height, unfortunately.

You'd think people would learn by now. Especially those who've been with me since the beginning. I don't suffer fools idly, and those who cost the company money I suffer even less. No, they suffer. Except he's quite valuable, so I shant let him suffer too much.

That vacation he was looking forward to shall have to wait.

New update on the being a teenager again business. Apparently, it's not something to be dealt with via magic. I've spent the better part of the day so far trying all manners of glamours and enchantments but it just cracks or slips away after a few moments. Since when does cheating not work, honestly.

On the heels of this are new dreams. Thor is a bad driver, no one is surprised, and I get tricked yet again but it's fairly well thought out so I suppose I have to admire that.

Also, and this is probably just the whole being a teenager thing which makes giddiness inevitable, Fandral was a delightful and unexpected surprise, as far as his part in it all went. Something about being smirked at by a fifteen year old this morning over breakfast seemed to cause him some discomfort, though.

I seem to have joined the dreamers at long last. I also appear to be a Shadowhunter. My parents run what's called, The Institute in Shanghai. It's a sort of sanctuary and home for other Shadowhunters. I'm quite young, so I'm still being trained, but it seems quite fascinating. I can only imagine what else will happen.

This is pretty fun.

If you've been affected by this latest craziness, please don't get behind the wheel of a car unless you KNOW what you are doing. Wouldn't want anyone crashing into a person or a tree simply because their eyesight wasn't as keen as before this strange aging, or because they couldn't reach the pedals.

I spilled nail polish on my mother's bed.

Thank god I didn't get be-toddler'd or be-elder'd. Mum's out of town still and I'd have nobody to help me open jam jars.

Hell, what do people even write in these things when they don't have crazy dreams or strange crap happening to them. Everything I've tried to write so far has sounded lame or socially awkward.

So... I'm Eomer. Formerly of the US Army, now just a regular guy with private security credentials.

Considering there's a nine year old on my couch who, when he gets back to normal, is probably never gonna leave, I could sure use a job.

Anyone hiring? I've got credentials enough to lead a security operation for any of the local companies. I've also been a bodyguard and an honor guard.

Sixteen again. This is actually really fun, especially making out hanging out with Jess. I was pretty focused as a teen before.


Hey! I remember something!

So I kinda woke up as as kid yesterday. I hope this isn't like, a result of dreams or something and permanent. Cuz I don't remember dreaming about being a kid.

Made for an interesting trip to the comic book store today tho. I called in sick so I just stuck around the shop all day and bought a ton of stuff. Lucy, one of the cashiers that usually knows me, thought it was adorable I had the same name as a 'regular' that goes there. She gave me a bunch of Captain America Winter Soldier pins and some other swag the store had that they supposedly "ran out of" after the early morning giveaway. Guess it pays being an 'adorable' twelve year old.

I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Joan Watson. I work as a surgeon at St. Joseph's. I like baseball and good beer.

I hear there's some odd things going on about dreams? I've noticed a lot of weird things about Orange County, but I think that's just always been that way. I'm kind of sad I'm not a kid. It would be nice to be taken care of and not pay bills for a while.

So. Does, um. Does anyone on here know a grown-up version of me? Is that a thing?

I'm currently taking the basic art classes that Laguna Beach High offers, but I want to enroll in some extra art classes. I was taking some back in New Orleans, but I'm still not familiar with the area here. So, I was wondering if anyone knows where I can get information on art classes. If there are any schools or centers that offer them. I'm pretty much interested in any form of art.

Thank you, in advance.