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OF COURSE MY DREAMS START OUT WITH ME GETTING ROOFIED. I know roofies, I still feel kinda roofied, what the eff.

Also some underground fightclub about picking sides when it comes to these weirdo supernatural peeps, I don't know. But Bo Dennis, thanks for making sure that creep didn't get weird on me.

There goes my hopes for dreaming about being a mermaid or a unicorn, I guess. Or a Disney Princess. I would have made a boss ass Disney Princess.

It's official. I've got to get out of my apartment. I was hoping that I could hack it, but I'm running low enough on funds that I need to find a new place to life.

Anyone know of a safe, clean, cheap place that's available for rent?

So, that just happened. I went to bed last night feeling normal, and woke up this morning feeling odd. At first I thought I was just getting sick, until I got to the coffee shop and tried to order coffee, only to have no one understand me. Turns out I was was suddenly speaking Russian.

I don't know Russian. Or I didn't anyway.

I can't with my dreams. The clone thing, the clone's son, the alternate-timeline daughter....possessing someone's body. I'm not even sure how many of these memories are mine, and how many are the clones, and how many are the Phoenix's. I don't have enough aspirin for this.

Anyone else have friends who are bitter enemies in their dreams?

And can you miss someone you've never met?

All right everyone. News Years resolutions!

Happy New Year, everyone! I hope you all had a safe evening!

Here's hoping this year is one of good times, accomplishments, and a peaceful beginning of a peaceful future.

Happy 2016 from me and Tippy-Toe! (She partied a little too hard and fell asleep around eleven.)

I hope this year is bright and full of good things for all of you.

Alright, I've got about an hour and a half to go. Where's the best party? Sell me your parties, people of Orange County!

Fire, anger, hate, rage, everytime I wake up from my dreams it's all I see and feel. It's really, disconcerting. And a lot of fear, so much fear. Enough that I can't shake it through most of the day, and really I have absolutely no idea as to why.

Free drinks tonight to the first person who gets me a mint mocha latte. All this holiday spirit is making me wonder how it would taste with rum in it, but getting to a Starbucks by bus at this hour is nearly impossible.

So apparently one of my younger brothers is pretty pissed about the fact that while I'm looking forward to a nice snowy Christmas here in California they're looking forward to it being almost 80 in New York. He wanted to come visit and I told him that it was up to dad and his mom but they're both telling him no no matter how many times he asks. Or begs from what I overheard when we were on the phone earlier.

I'm not sure whether I should be relieved or not that they aren't letting him come. I know I was just there a month ago but I miss them but at the same time I'm not sure how Tink would feel about me having my 17 year old brother crashing here and there's my job so I wouldn't have time to hang out like I'd want.

I got the job. Bartending job. Still not doing Christmas this year, but now I've got paychecks to look forward to. Might not have to move. Fingers crossed.

With the snow, this is looking more like Casti home, and more like the holiday season than I expected it would. It is indeed a lovely sight to behold.

I used to hate this time of year. Like really, really hate it. But New Years is coming up and I've got some good memories there, now. So I guess it's not so bad.

The worst part about being blackout drunk is the next day when you're not blacked out anymore.

These dreams can go fall in a hole and die. I don't want them anymore.

So magical comas are apparently a thing.

But hey, at least the dreams left me alone until I was done with finals. Three whole weeks without classes to worry about! I’m so celebrating tonight.

Did anybody else see the meteor shower last night? It felt quite powerful, not that I am an expert but it was definitely unusual. But then unusual seems to be almost normal for this county.

You know it says something about this place when I have to double check that the elves and other Christmas creatures around set are actually actors and not real. One of the more interesting aspects of living here I guess.

This weekend I'm volunteering in a toy drive at, [location]. As if I don't do enough already, but I can't not help with things like this at this time of the year. They're looking for more volunteers, so if anyone wants to come by, they'd be happy to have you. Also, if anyone wants to donate, they'd like that too.

Donations are also welcome at the shelter as well.

I like it here, a lot. Seems like a nice place to settle down and make a life at, you know? Lots of people, a great university, wonderful vistas to enjoy, and some seriously awesome coastal scenery!

Oh, ah also, hi! I'm Conner Kent, new resident, new student at UC: Irvine, and generally new all around. My therapist told me I should take a look at this place, so here I am!

Aunt May actually glared at me when I suggested doing my own laundry. I argued I was perfectly capable of doing my laundry but she slapped my hand away and told me to get back on the couch. It's good being home.

[Private filter to Harry]
Wanna grab a bite later?

Does tomorrow have to be Monday again? I kind of hate four day weekends cause when they end it's even worse than a regular weekend. Couple more weeks until Christmas break though. Can't wait for that. Who's with me?

It still surprises me how competitive my brothers get over the stupidest things. Maybe it's just me being a few years younger than them but where's the fun in seeing who can eat the most turkey before getting sick?

[Catty Turner]

Hey gorgeous. How was your Thanksgiving?

[Hazel Lancaster]

So I have what could be a weird question to ask you.

I'm still in a food coma from Thanksgiving. Can't. Move. Send help.

Hey guy, Gus here. I'm a bit new to this and well Newport Harbor High. I'm a senior here and looking for work. But just using this to be friendly and sociable. Even if there are rather exciting things this week, like the football match and Halloween

Party!!!

Hey everyone, Rose Hathaway and I will be throwing a Halloween party on Saturday at our place! Anyone and everyone is invited! This party is a BYOB! Although we will have tons of food and of course spiked punch made by yours truly! Costumes are highly encouraged! Can't wait to see you there!!

So this is Valarnet, huh? I've heard about it, but I've never really tried it out until now.

So...how's it going, everyone? I'm BeatriceTris Prior. I'm a sophomore in high school. I like surfing on the weekends, and I do a lot of volunteer work with my family. I like trying new things, especially if they're exciting.

Ugh. That was lame.

Woah! So, I just woke up from a pretty awesome dream and now I can't get back to sleep. So, turns out, Superman wasn't really dead. He was like recharging or something. So like, all hell broke loose when one of the maybe Supermen turned out to not be the real Superman and wanted to destroy Metropolis. I went to warn everyone and suddenly this Kryptonian War Suit emerged from the water and a guy came out of it, who was the real Superman. Then there was this missile that could have wiped out all of Metropolis, but I managed to get it off course and after everything was said and done, I had to admit that the dude int he black suit really was Supes. After that, I gave up on the Superman name and eventually took on the name Superboy and it was decided that I was gonna leave Metropolis and go on a world tour to establish my new identity.

I have school in the morning and I cannot get back to sleep for the life of me now. I just keep thinking about the big battle with the Cyborg Supes and defeating him and everything. It almost feels like I was in the fight, it was that real. This is kind of awesome.

The verdict is in. My wrist is broken, and my dad thinks I've finally gone and become a serious athlete. He couldn't be more thrilled. Who am I to burst his bubble? I'm finally the son he wants and

Echoing the Monday sucking thing. Ended up in the nurses office with a possibly broken wrist. Super fun. dumb jocks I tried to insist on going home by myself, they won't allow it.

Dreamed last night that I was approached by Supergirl with an offer to work for Lex Luthor. But before I could do that, I was convinced to sign a contract with this guy named Rex Leech to represent me. Then Supergirl and I were attacked by this super villain called Stinger and he destroyed this bridge that led into Metropolis and we had to pull people from their cars. It was pretty crazy. Pretty cool too. It seems like a lot of people see me as some kind of celebrity instead of a super hero and in a way, I see myself that way and don't really take the whole superhero thing seriously. I just really like the attention.

I may or may not have stained my textbook with a pumpkin spice latte, at least it will smell good? You really can't go wrong with coffee or pumpkin! Definitely can't go wrong with pumpkin!

While I'm sad that summer is over and I can't spend all my free time at the beach, I kind of don't mind that school is back. Maybe it's cause I can ask Tim for help I understand some things a little better or just cause it means I get to play football again, since I passed my summer classes, but for one reason or another, I don't mind that school has started.

Classes don't even start until Tuesday and the school year is already off to a great start for me In case anybody was wondering - laptops are not milk proof. One of my little brothers decided to test it during snack time today. Since I'm pretty sure that all of the back to school sales are done - any idea where I could find a decent replacement that won't cost a lot of money?

[Private to Catty Turner and Dawn Summers]

I love my siblings I do. I just wish sometimes they were anywhere else. Or that mom and dad took in less of us foster kids.

Catty - do you think we could get Kendra to hire me to work at the store a few hours a week?

Well I've been getting some super interesting texts today.

I was so hopeful that maybe I was normal. I'm having dreams that feel more like memories than anything in my current life has so far. Has anyone else dreamt about Haly's Circus? There were a few of you that had dreams of Gotham but..

I don't know. I had a dream that my parents took me to see the Flying Graysons at Haly's Circus and everything about it just felt freakishly familiar. The sights, and sounds, and even the youngest boy who I got to meet after the show. His name was Dick Grayson. I swear I met a Dick on this network before..But that isn't possible and

But beyond that, it's like I know him from somewhere else and just can't place him..

Summer is nearly over and I feel like I've really not done anything at all with it..

Moving sucks.

Woke up an hour ago and I can feel my face. My face does not feel good. BUT I HAVE THIS.

This summer seems to be going on forever.

[Filter to Buffy]
So Buffy, dreams don't excuse you from tutoring.

Helllllllo?

Is anyone out therrrrrrre?

I'm sure there are people out there otherwise some rando wouldn't have told me about this site. Which is fine by me because it's nice to finally be somewhere that actually has a decent internet connection.

Hello, my name is Hiccup and I like the beach, not having to pee in the woods, having a real bed, living in a city, and trying to keep up with pop culture.

I kind of just set my apartment on fire.

On the bright side, those roaches I kept having issues with are definitely dead.

My landlord's gonna kill me.

So, are the missing socks and underwear going to come back or what? As far as the socks go, all my socks are the same white socks, so I can just pair up what's left, but that leaves me with less pairs than I had before. But I had like four pairs of red underwear that are now gone and I don't really want to go buy new ones.

So, where are all the good Fourth of July parties gonna be? Anyone setting off fireworks or doing anything on the beach? I need something to do later on in the day. My aunt and uncle are gonna BBQ in the afternoon, but later I'm totally free!

Ugh, summer is so boring. I've already been to the movies twice last week, finished a book so far this week, caught up on all of my TV shows... just ugh.

I'm not going abroad for vacation for a while yet. What's everyone else doing to combat summer boredom?

I can't believe I have to take summer classes. This is so lame! Not only that, but I have to have a tutor too. I mean, I didn't do that bad this last semester. I mean, come on, it's the summer! This is not the time I should be in school. This can't be legal.

Anybody know how to file for emancipated minor status? I turn eighteen soon, but still. I want to see if it's even possible.

Yes, I have my reasons.

I'm feeling a bit better. Well enough where I can cast spells crave foods again.

When I get out of here, I'm eating cookie dough Blizzards every day for a week.

Today, my perfect shooting streak came to an end. Just as well, it was starting to get boring and not really an accomplishment anymore since I knew the outcome every time. That said, I think the extra practices I threw in the last week really, really helped because it's...better. Not spectacular but solid enough I think I'm going back on the circuit in a few months, if they're still willing to have me, and that I don't feel weird about going back to work now.

So, all's well that ends well, or something to that effect.

Also, I would like you all to meet what Ollie appeared with in the parking lot yesterday. Note to self, never use textual sarcasm with him again.

( so this is a new thing in my life )

I do not even. What the Hell? It was laughing at me, Ollie was laughing at me and the whole thing was just kind of hilarious and weird and I was glad I sprang for that Budha Whatever Trip Certificate for him after all. But seriously. No more sarcasm about stuff like that. Now I have to work out what to DO with it.

You win this year, Oliver. Next year will be mine.

You guys, you guys, YOU GUYS!

GUESS what just happened? GUESS what I just shot?

I had a perfect fucking regular round and THEN a perfect speed round. Life has some kind of meaning after all. Sorry, Barton. Guess I'm BACK and you can feel inferior again.

So life this week is pretty damn amazing.

I think it's a change I want to have keep happening.

I mean, it's even Thursday and I haven't fucked anything up, or picked a fight even once. If I keep this up, then tomorrow I'll get a gold star sticker on my chart. When the whole thing is filled up, I'm giving myself a trip to Disneyland. Or something on the first grader scale of motivation anyway. Like...I don't know, drugs or something.

Or does that count as fucking up the valarnet, even though it's a joke? Damn, there I go again, knocking myself down to a silver star, or even green one. Well, at least I tried?


Shepard

Is there a good time to swing by and borrow the range for a bit? When no one who could get hurt will be around? I got some throwing knives a while back and feel ready to give them a go.