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If I thought my dreams sucked before, I really think they suck now. First I had to basically torture a friend because he had a witch hijacking his body. Then we were pretty much forced out of Mystic Falls and last, I find out that my girlfriend was lying to me and there was no way to save her if The Other Side collapsed. Of course I got there too late to say goodbye in person, but now I understand how Ric came back from the dead.

Wine for cats. Has anyone else heard about this? I guess it's catnip or something. This is just what Winston needs. I'd be lying of course if I said that I didn't want to see him drunk on catnip. He's already amusing when he's high on the regular stuff. I might have to look into getting a bottle of this stuff.

There is a tree just outside my bedroom window that currently holds a bird's nest and every morning around three the birds start chirping and wake me up. It's times like these that I wish I could talk to animals like in the dreams. I'd tell them to shut up and let me sleep. Why do birds need to wake up so early?

Looks like me and bunch of other delinquents are being sent to Earth in my dreams to see if it's livable. Because we're, and I quote, "expendable." That fucking Chancellor Jaha is a piece of work.

But hey, what could possible go wrong with sending a 100 teenagers to Earth by themselves? Sure it'll be a riot. At least, as soon as the new Chancellor of Earth and his little girlfriend stop bossing us around like they have some kind of authority.

Well, that's that! Wendy and Jack came all the way from England to watch me walk ten feet and get some fancy piece of paper, wrote my final final on Friday and I'm pretty sure I passed everything, and Wendy gave me a fucking car. Maaan, everything's coming up Katou.

[Private to Kanan]

So nice of you to volunteer to teach me to drive. When do we start?

My dad called me. I didn't answer it, but he left a voice mail. He wanted to know why he hadn't heard from me on father's day. He said he was disappointed. Seriously? He can't really expect me to call him back.

I'm worried that I'll have repeats of my dreams about him.

Maybe I should change my number.

I am home, which is nice. I missed my little cabin in the woods. I missed my companions. I think I might be done with the long trips for some time.

I am disturbed by the Brexit. My Father's business is mainly exports. This is not exactly something we were looking forward to. I know my Father voted to stay. This is disheartening.

Alucard
My dear, it is a good thing that Father does not rely on wholly legal means for the business. I have a feeling I may wish to let go of the house I still have there and move the last of our things here, gain a stronger foothold for Father here.

It is wrong to desire to go make a snack out of the idiots who voted to leave, correct?

It's that time of year again. The time of year that comes a very close second to Christmas.

That's right ladies and gentlemen...

Shark Week is upon us.

I swear these dreams are going to drive me to drink.

I pulled a muscle fighting training yesterday. I'm not exactly the kind of person to take things easy, either.

First a mostly melted sword, now a nine iron? Really?