I watched "Monty Python and the Holy Grail", but I got tired, and went to my bed at 5:46, and then when I glance at the clock again, it's 8:12. Thanks, universe.

I just had dinner at 11:15. Great to be a Hinkley. (Whenever I type my last name, it always says that it's wrong. Like, thanks, computer, I know how to type my own last name. Unless I'm an idiot.)

Does anyone else hate glasses? Like, my vision is just like, "suffer", and now I have to wear these devices in order to be able to see. Without them, I'm even more of a klutz. If that's possible.

I was searching through Wattpad stories, and something with Big Time Rush. I was just there thinking, "Huh. I remember when they were relevant."

           -Matsukitty