Thoughts of Harvey (Side Mission: A Good Apple) What have I gotten myself into... I had requested to Allo that I help a history teacher to grade papers over trying to help a ghost type who ended up stuck in a wall. Granted, I wanted to do grade papers for the sake of not thinking how a ghost type could end up in a wall... they really confuse me, A LOT. All that aside, I went to the history class to pick up the papers that the teacher wanted me to grade. Little would I know the amount of papers I would have to grade would be grand, the pile was... let's say a fair amount, it looked like hundreds of sheets. Either this teacher had so many classes, or she had put off a lot of these... neither of which is healthy teaching.
Since it was going to take a while, I decided to start as soon as I got back into my dorm. It may seem to be quite a boring task as soon as you get to grading the fifth or sixth paper, well that is where you are right, right on the money. I don't think I need to describe grading the same pa
Thoughts of a Quilladin (Harvey the Introvert?) Despite what people would say about me, I am not the most social person out there. Sure, people see me as this extreme extrovert, but that is not true at all! I think that being alone and by myself is the best feeling, since you have that time to yourself, you do not have to worry about listening to what the other people have to say and about their problems. Too much talking with people is exhausting, and that was really apparent at the time of the "golden years." ...I am not sure if I can really call them golden anymore. That was a time when so many people knew me and wanted to be "special." Give me a break, I had only three people to keep track of, and that was good enough for me. But when you have parents that are rich and popular for their own reasons, the fans that came were kind of a given.
While on the subject of fans, most of them are quite idiotic... as much as I had say otherwise in public, some of the fans I came across were more insane as David!
Thoughts of a Quilladin (Harvey Blanc's Journal) So... a journal? This is new...
I hear that some people have one to keep their thoughts in them at all times. It eventually got me thinking that I should write one as well... so here we are, not that you will be read by the public anytime soon.
How do we start this... an introduction? Eh... most people know me as Harvey Blanc, once well known Chespin of Lumoise City, now a Quilladin who just by mentioning my name, people go: "Who?" It stinks even if I didn't know why that is the case. I think that should be all you need to know right now, what? I am not that chatty!
I have been living in Lumoise City for quite a while, and about two years ago, I thought I had it made. Unfortunately, things did not turn out the way they did, and now... here I am, talking... or rather writing in this thing. I will see if I can write more in here when I can.