I've never seen a point in documenting life events in a diary. However, I need to relay some events somewhere.
I've begun being the head of the UM. It hasn't been the easiest of jobs, but i've been enjoying the new found power...
Maybe just a little too much.
Staying at Wammy's has been a bore. I hardly have time to focus in my classes, when i'm pretty much working non stop. I've gotten into a few scrapes, but still I've come out whole. B said he threw me into the deep end, because he knew I wouldn't sink. I think he needed to get out and I was just the first person who ticked all the right boxes at the time. Ah well, it seems like he's back. But for how long?
It's been weird. I've been thinking about my old worker friends. They don't exactly joke around me anymore. The business has been under some strain at first, but i've managed to iron out most of the kinks. Fun times.
There's a few shipments I'm tempted to keep for myself. However, the buyer is paying big time for it. I might just take the money and then kill him. But that wouldn't be very professional now, would it?
-A.O