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Dear Diary. This is stupid. I have 19 and I keep doing the dear diary shit?
Since I finished my last diary I was eager to get a new one; sometimes is better just get it out in this format. Anyway, I'll keep updating as the day goes on.
Update; I'm still in collage, after all, getting a PhD on astrophysicist and engineering at the same time consumes, well, time. Still happy about it, the space is so interesting, but I feel like something is missing, but I don't worry about it.
Update; dad told me and my brother that he would come back for some MONTHS, I'm so happy about that, I want to tell him about my latest project. It's still on blue prints, and is just a dream, but still, I want him to see it.
Mental note: The last cookie is always for Rose. That idiot will kill me the next time.
Another mental note: I need to stop biting pens, the ink tastes like SHIT.
Update; I got an old motorcycle from Bill to fix, he told me that needed some repairs and would be good as new to sell, this is why I love this job, I can get my hands on good old tech. I started to see the budget for repairs and tomorrow I'll seek for the pieces.