I am going to kill the next bloke that dares make fun of me. I will bloody well set the poor bastard on fire with a damn Gaav Flare! By the way, I quit my job. Figured out I can’t handle people. Not my fault the guy was raving! I am not a people person and within damn well good reason. Take one long good look, fine! LOOK! No harm done. I don’t expect any comments from the peanut gallery and it’s when I don’t, that the worse case scenario happens. Damn it! Urgh, I need an aspirin. No, forget it, I need a new job. I wonder how that young boy is… and that man that was with him. Feh. I don’t know why I am thinking about them! Like anyone would remember anything good about me, aside from my blue rock hide and weird spells, not to mention the hair. LOOK AT IT! I don’t even have to comb it when I get up in the morning, its wire. I am telling you! I AM A BLOODY FREAK! I need to find if there is a way to become human. That’s priority number one, second to finding a new job. That’s my new year’s resolution.

One thing: Why has god forsaken me?!