Name;; Noah
Gender;; Cis Male
Age;; 26
DOB;; October 24th, 1990
Sexuality;; Homoflexible
Occupation;; Barista
October 25th, 1996
Hi! my names noah! im a 1 grad studnt, and just yestrday, it was my birtday!
for it, my dad gave me a pigon, and this jornal that i have to fill in evry yer, and fill it in like a lettr!
the pigons nam is floral, and i love him to bits, oh, and i lik to go on waks with him!
oh, and im currently in a family with a mom, dad, and two bad sistrs! I hat them!
anywaays, my life isnt tat nit (that not) norml (it's normal), so yeah, rite to you in a yer!
-noah
October 27th, 1997
Hi! It's me agan!
I'm a bit better at writeing, so I shold be a bit more understand able.
Any ways, whats curently hapening now is nothing knew, I still have Floral, my sisters are still mean, and stuff like that.
Oh, I forgot.
I made a new frend, (name here)!
We play togeather alot, and we even share our lunhes!
I hop to see you latr!
-Noah
November 2nd, 1999
Ok ok, I'm sorry for not writing sooner, but something horrible happened.
Floral died a while back.
it feels horrible, loosing a pet.
My friend and family are trying to help me cope, even my sisters, but it's not helping.
Well, I do hope soemthing helps.
On a brighter note, I'm gotten all A's so far, and it's great.
Well, see ya later!
-Noah
December 21st, 2001
Again, sorry for not writing sooner, but life has just been going downhill for me.
About a year ago, I found out I was colorblind {and that my eyes were sensitive to light, which I guess explain why I can never keep my eyes open for pictures} and I guess I've just been slightly depressed by it.
They said that I'm most likely only seeing the grayscale, and now with that knowledge, I guess it explains why I sometimes have problems with colors and reading, and now that I know I'm only seeing a bit of what life has to offer, I guess I've just been kinda sad.
Anyways, my sisters have been way less rude, and now they're trying to help me cope with all the things happening, and I'm grateful for it.
Other then that, nothing has really changed, still friends with what's his face, and I'll see you in a few years.
Your's truly,
Noah
October 31st, 2006
It's me, weird diary, your worst nightmare.
I guess I should tell you all the uncool things that happened over these 5 years.
First off, I developed a small crush on what's his face, a few other dudes, and one lady, previously thinking I was asexual aromantic, guess I was just a late bloomer.
Soon I came out to my parents, who were pretty accepting, due to the amount of {censored <3} happening in my life, as well as my sisters.
After that, they gave me a pet budgie, who I lazily named Rosemary, to help me cope with all the things happening.
Then me and what's his face started dating for a few months, until his parents forced us to break up.
And finally, my family forced me to get a summer job.
I work at a small coffee shops, who has surprisingly good coffee for being an underrated one.
Anyways, that's all that happened in the 5 years that I was away, and this'll most likely be my late entry.
Goodbye.
Noah.
-piece of art
October 24th, 2016
10 years ago I said I wouldn't write in this ever again, guess I was wrong.
Well, what happened over these 10 years... hmm.
At 19, I managed to convince my parents to let me move out, and move into an apartment with a few friends, and a few months later Rosemary died.
When I was 20, I got a pigeon and named him Tweets, who's still alive.
Nothing important happened over the next few, relationships that didn't last, friends who either ditched me or stayed, all that fun stuff.
25 was the best year out of all of them.
As a birthday present, my friends/roommates decided to find glasses that would help me see color and overcome my color blindness, and they managed to find one.
The world looked odd and first, and took some time to get use to, but eventually I did, and despite looking odd, it looked beautiful.
On a completely unrelated note, I soon noticed how feminine I actually look, and it just... great, really great.
Now, I still work at the coffee shop, I make enough money to pay for my part of the rent with some to spare, and for some reason I'm still best friends with what's his face, despite all the {censored <3} we've been through.
Anyways, every one in a while I'll write in here, but I cannot gurantee I'll write in it next year.
Hope you had a great year, gathering dust.
Noah.
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