Journal Entry # 1,630

It appears hoomans, that soon you will celebrate another revolution of your planet around your sun. A New Year you call it. I've researched and found that you hoomans take this opportunity to mainly do two things. One: you make new years "resolutions" where you think of ways to better yourselves in the coming days. Two: you imbibe monstrous levels of alcohol, I assume to kill the brain cells you used to make and remember your resolutions, so you don't actually have to change. Now against my better judgement, I've decided to take the Tsar-Djents advice. He is constantly going on saying, as long as were stranded here, we should try and integrate into hooman society. So I've decided that I will make my own resolution to try and be more hooman....starting with making new years resolutions! Look at that already off to a good start! I will try very hard this revolution, to bring myself down to see eye to eye with hoomanity. But in return I actually want to see you change for the better. The Tsar-Djent seems to think your species has promise. He believes with proper guidance you could be the leaders of your galaxy. I do not. I believe your species is a vile, self-absorbed, petty, stupid and violent mistake of nature. But, in accordance with my first hooman resolution, I ask you to prove me wrong. Otherwise it's the dissection table for the lot of you.