Today I left home to go to school at about 10 in the morning and returned home at about 11 at night. Insanity, I tell you. There was a 6 hour class that will run every other week, and it was quite draining. The teacher is a good guy who I had before. The drawing model did not show up, and so the class had the unique distinction of drawing portraits of me in a devious thinking pose. The students’ drawings confirmed what I have known for quite some time: I am one evil looking dude. After class, a bunch of us went to a big library for a group project. Spent a long time there, but it was fun. Even though the hours were long and the lengthy travel time takes its toll, it was a good day.

Somehow the rumors of me not returning to school had spread around quite a bit, despite me never explicitly giving an answer one way or another. I didn’t really think that I mattered all that much to become the subject of gossip. I must be a popular Ninja. While I’m sure that they’d all be having just as much fun without me, it’s nice to feel like I belong somewhere.

I seem to have carved my own niche at this school. Everyone knows that I’m the tall, bearded, frowny guy. And I’m ok with that.

But I am really freaking tired.

Sayonara.