I'm still waiting to get the money and buy myself a tablet.

I didn't canned the project and I feel really frustrated to wait to get my cash.

Hope everyone isn't angry because of that.

I dunno, at this point I could do marketing.

Since I need cash to exist apperently..

I should read stuff and get many books about it.

I have no clue where to start too.

So that's that.

I contemplate the idea of going to art school..

Since I lack alot of stuff in that aspect.

AND the fact having a degree in this sort of things might give me

a professional sense of thinking..

I dunno. Or maybe learning from writing shit too.

Learning art and letters..

I have many options come to think of it..

My future is in my hands, anyways.

I'll have to figure which things worth the shot or not.

The only thing that matter to me is to succeed at things.

After all these years of trying and going nowhere.

I decided to take my own path, choose what is essencial to my heart

and take time for myself.

To just do it and keep going.

I might not be popular, rich and so on.

But I'm happy with what I am doing.

Living away from all the disturbance, politics and problematic sides of life.

Made me realise that most of these things aren't my cup of tea.

Right now it's winter time.

I have plenty of moment where I can relax

and do projects.

Go back to gym and etc.

I'm not going to adult school soon, but it's in the planning.

Once I get enough money and get the courage to study things I hate.

Like re-learning french.. And doing mathematics.

I figure that I could go to the library, learn good stuff while I have all the time.

Anyway..

I'm happy to be an author.

I hope that I finish my stories, and make people happy too.

I'm thinking I might make money with a side hustle in chocolate.

I read about the law on selling food in my country and it's totally legal.

So I'll buy chocolate in bundles when Easter is over.

And keep the supply for like 2 months.

Might go in colleges and universities to sell them like a merchant.

Since everyone love chocolate.

I'll try to figure that part and also go in place where I will be safe

to sell in public, while there is alot of people.

My only fear about this thing, is that I eat the marchandise..

Anyway, guess that's an idea to start in doing business.

So I still wrote stuff in the detective's diary.

But I feel like I'm losing the pacing..

Want to know if anyone who read it feels like the story is clunky sometimes..

I might do some rework after finishing the writing process.

yesterday I dreamed about a song.

Singing by none other than Dave Grohl and playing the drums.

The beat was sick and all that..

The song doesn't actually exist though.

I wonder why I kept dreaming about this stuff, not that I am a musician at 100%..

I never did music school so I dunno how to compose the track and etc..

It's a real shame, because everytime I had dreams like that.

I feel like its a wasted potencial.

Maybe I should reconsider my career choice and try music instead?

Ahh.. Anyway.

The following informations are classified.

Anyone who leaks this to any affiliations will be

put to custody without a warning.

Name of the mission: Hell's Gas.

Agent affiliated: Silver Olympus

Purpose: Stop chemical weapons to be sold in multiple nations.

Mission Details: Silver Olympus went in the cargo ship named Ruby VII, took place of a guard

and placed trackers on board. Suddenly pirates attacked Ruby VII and our agent send a signal

for help..

A fighting Falcon on its way.. But too late.

Silver Olympus health signals were gone. The ship was taken by the pirates and made

a call for a large ransom.

The mission was a failure.

The Falcon had to blow up the ship, and it did.

Our agent wasn't found in the ocean but we made a proper funeral..

The chemical are in the ocean now, the media doesn't know about it

and should never be warned.

We made a publicity that suggest to never drink sea water at any occasion.

Even for survival..

-End of the Document-

Year is 2008 february 22.

I was 14 years old.

Old enough to think what life could be for me.

Young enough to have fun and care for nothing else.

My godfather called me to ask if I wanted to see Linkin Park

in Centre Bell in Montreal.

Me who was a fan of them for 3 years, I agreed.

Then he picked me up and we travel to Montreal.

While driving there, Frank.. My godfather.

went to fast on the road and a cop

asked him to pull over.

When the cop came over, Frank explained it was my birthday,

that we were going to the show of Linkin Park

and he showed his firefighter badge.

The cop just give him his warning and we went to Centre Bell.

When we arrived there, Frank bought 2 tickets from

a shady guy who was selling them dirt cheap.

We go inside, and the place was huge.

People were buying beers, food

and lining up to see Linkin Park.

Frank and I went up there..

We were very high in the cente bell.

Let's say a little too high.

I actually couldn't see shit there, we were only able to

see the drummer's head of the opening act..

Which I couldn't remember them at all.

But anyway, the night wasn't going well

at this point.

Frank look down on the stage with me

and we both look at each other.

Frank then ask me simply if I wanted to go in a lower

spot.. Which I said yes.

Then he explain his plan..

It was simple, I just needed to pretend to be scared of heights

and say that Frank was my father..

Which I totally go with it.

And we head towards a guard..

Frank tell his lies, I act like if I was going to puke..

The guard look at me, then look at Frank..

He said "Just give me a second.."

And he went to see someone behind the corner..

Me and Frank don't say a word.. And we kinda start to freak out.

Then the guard come back and ask us to give our tickets..

My heart beat go faster, I hand my ticket to Frank and he hands it to the guard..

Then..

The guard exchange it for two orange places 104...

One of the best places you would dream to watch Linkin Park.

"Take the stairs and have a nice show." Simply said the guard and he walks away.

Me and Frank head behind the doors..

We both are super happy and I jump in excitement.

I couldn't believe this worked..

Anyway, and we went to our place after..

Saw the whole thing, heard all the songs from their first three albums.

Hybrid Theory, Meteora and Minutes to Midnight..

Given up was extremely impressive to see Chester Bennington perform live..

Breaking the habit played by piano from Mike Shinoda while Chester sing.

After that, they did two closing songs..

Then it was all over..

I swear this was one of the best day ever of my life.

Never ever felt one like this ever again.

I started to write a new story..

It's about a fantasy world this time.

It will be mature, a bit violent at some part.

But I will try to keep it good.

There will be less sexual elements in this one.

I want my hero to be comprehensible.

It might be a short story..

But I hope this one will not take forever to make or feel bluntly finished.

I will post it after finishing The Detective's Diary.

So I won't be busy doing many tasks at once.

If you have suggestions to include something on my new story.

Just comment down below.

It's a medieval setting, fictional at 100%.

I'll try to add some magic elements, and monsters in it..

But with realism.