Trevor Valcrum

I've become so hyperfocused on what I was doing that I forgot to eat the whole day...
          
          Don't worry, I'm eating right now. Don't ask what it is.
          
          
          I'm posting a message just to let some people know that I'm still alive and breathing *ahem* kind of—*ahem* (ówò;)

My family doubted my skills and said that the mini monitor can't be used for our cctv.
          
          But guess who made it work despite it being in a Japanese language and glitching like crazy?
          
          YA BOI DID! :D
          
          
          I fixed the cctv and it's stable. Not glitching anymore.
          
          Can't speak properly because too happy! 
          
          I feel accomplished.

My eyesight is ZOOMED to the max. Wtf.
          
          I got my new glasses today. I'm testing it out right now, I feel woozy.
          This is gonna take some time to get used to.
          
          
          
          
          
          GOGGLES  GOGGLES  GOGGLES  GOGGLES!
          
          *Happy tired bear noises*
          
          

I might be back on Wednesday.  I just woke up from a knockout study.
          
          Not the actual knockout study— 
          
          I studied until I passed out. (It's what my cousins and I call it)
          
          I crammed a whole three weeks worth of lesson in one day because they did not give the answer sheets OR the one's were supposed to solve and answer!
          
          
          They were like, "oh yeah, just chill these few weeks" then "Here's all the questions and module from the last three weeks. It's due tomorrow. Have fun!"
          
          
          Ugh, and the thought of "what should I pick" is still lingering in my mind.
          
          "Psychiatrist  or  General Surgeon"
          
          
          
          This is gonna be hell.
          
          
          On Wednesday, when I come back, I wanna know what happened when I was gone. 
          
          I'll post a chapter in the Arts and Comics book.

EVERYTHING HURTS!!!!! WTF!!! AHHHHH!!!!
          
          To be honest, It's just annoying ranther than painful. (–□–; )
          
          
          Some demons probably went in to check my mental state... they'll leave after about 5 mins, I think.
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          I'm not back yet, but when I am, please do tell me what the hell happened while I was gone. I'll summarize whatever happened to me this past...week(?) 
          
          I'm working on a small comic whenever I have my break. It's going pretty well.     
          
          ♡三 ฅʕ•ᴥ×ʔฅ *wooosh*

Failed eye exam : Check /

The disappointment in the doctor's eyes when he saw the condition of mine.
          
          
          He looked betrayed when he inspected the brand of my glasses. Lmao.
          
          
          He picked up my glasses and stared at it for 15 seconds before looking at me dead in the eyes and went, "This isn't one of mine." 
          
          
          I think he was surprised when he saw me again-- to be fair, I look SO much different than before— *ahem*"I had long hair"*ahem*
          
          
          
          
          So, long story short:
          
          My eyes are worse than ever.  Practically half-blind—
          
          I have limited screen time. 
          
          I got not one but TWO NEW GLASSES!!! :D
          
          
          I GOT AN EXTRA ONE. IT'S A SPORTS GOGGLES!!
          
          
          Which also means no more Ban with rectangular glasses.
          I'll show my glasses when I get them.

I bet the doctor will hate me when they check my eyes later today.
          
          
          'Should I speak how I normally do or speak a higher pitch... I don't wanna annoy them with my voice when they ask me things...'
          
          
          
          
          
          [Ban Is Still Buried Under Paper Work]

Today is either a weird day or I just don't give a single fck anymore.
          
          
          
          
          
          
          Hot oil splashed on my arm. And I did not know that until Patrique pointed it out.
          
          Yeah, it's really bad.
          
          
          
          [Ban: *still busy*]

Something's gonna go wrong. I just know it. 
          
          My gut has never failed me before.