Intro (Major Derp minor note)
(Hoi goiz!
Sorry, there has been a huge DERP between this story and the mane one. and it was beginning to annoy me... I just have to fix it up and re-release it right away! Also I will extend this part of the story.)
Introductory
These journals are the property of:
John Andrews
The journals were somewhat ruined, they looked as though they have been through a lot in the years. Most of the journals could not be deciphered, and even more so of the pages within the journals. Most were torn out, covered in mud or just plain illegible.
However, that which has been deciphered are as follows:
March 2019
Entry 24: A new line of business
So I've just gotten used to using this thing... Not that it's hard or anything, just I can't be bothered writing these entries. So, the reason I'm writing in this right now is that I've decided that being employed at my father's music store is not for me, more for my brother... Anyway, I need more action in my life and being a guitarist is not for me, the bloody strings keep cutting into my fingers... So I shit you not when I say "Bloody" strings...
So this... "New line of business", as I keep referring to myself as, is that I have decided to join the Australian Defense Force! I know right? TERRIFIC news... Sure John! Throw your life away just like that! Yeah well, I would have to actually HAVE a life before I could throw it away. So with that rant out of the way, I might as well wrap this up. Cause I kinda have to wrap it in the box so that I can take it with me.
This is SO exciting!
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