From cold to flu!

September 26th, 2067

Dear diary!

I haven't write anything since… 10 years ago, right? And look at you, now you're so like an old man if you're a human. Well, i have something to write today and i swear if i can't write it out i'll be stress to dead!

This morning, i have to join an ARC race that i really don't want to go. I caught a cold! Come on, how can i fly if my eyes can't see anything? But no! I was force to fly! I swear that if i hadn't drink like… tons of coffee before the race, i'd have die among those jets!

And what made the cold? Well, thanks to Zak! Yeah right! Thanks a lot! He told me to wait for him and yes, i waited, 3 hours under the rain until he called me and said that "Sorry Johnny, i have some important things to do. Catch you tomorrow and if you're still waiting, go home!" Man, if you just said that 3 hours earlier!!!

And today, i came to the finish line in the last place. Of course i was to shame to met any of them! And what happened next? Metajets mission! Excuse me if this is rude, but why don't you "ravens" go back to your net? I'm tired, please just let me rest for a few seconds and i'll do anything you say! I shot and i missed and was blame by both captian Strong and Trey! I always respect them but excuse me, i am SICK! Don't you see? I told you already, did you see my nose turning red? My lips turning purple? And all of you made me have influenza instead of a normal cold.

So, my dear diary, i've decided! Right! I will skip the first ARC race for the first time in my whole life! NOT EVEN Maggie can pull me out of my sweet and warm and comfortable bed. Seriously, i'll sleep right away!!!

P/S: Did i say that even Maggie can't pull me out of my bed? Well, if it's her and not the other guys, i'll try my best to get up :))