Dear Diary- It's All Just a Dream.

Dear Diary- It's All Just a Dream.

Tony's Diary Entry-Keep Out!

Name: Tony Jamses

Fave Ouote: 'It's all Just a Dream'

Best Friend: Isabel

Future Plans: ....

Dear Diary, Sunday,

The day that always messes up things. Espesillay in April. Mom was thinking so hard about her new job as a preschool manager, we got a burnt dinner. Dad made a long speech that took three hours about family pride because his sister-in-law always has arguments with him. Mom wasn't listening. Busy with new job. I was so sure Dad will make a big deal out of Aunt Clara. Black, my cat, chased a German Shepard around the street. I have lost him for his mid-afternoon snack but then I found him in a tree, stuck. It took me one hour to get him out of there. I threw something at him. A ball. His disliked brown, pretty ball. My annoying neighbor, Gwendolyn says I should treat pets with respect. But they don't treat you with respect, I said.Then she did that hair-flick thing that boys like so much. Gwendolyn has two pet cats. A pretty pursian and a brown cat. They're called Beauty and Belle. Her pets are fabulous. They don't do anything wrong to Gwendolyn. But I bet she treats them like dirt. Mom invited her for afternoon tea tomorrow. Gwendolyn will be happy. My family adores dirt.

Dear Diary, Monday,

As you know, Black peed on my bedsheets and rug this morning. And it smells like perfume. The one that stinks. I wasn't going to clean it up yet... I peered to Gwendolyn's window a meter away. She was feeding her princesses cat food and patting them. She was already dressed and hair-combed well.Oh well. I was hoping her stupid cats will pee on her head or on her breakfast plate.No. They didn't. Maybe I should make a list of questions to ask her. It'll help me with Black at tea.

When I walked to school, Gwendolyn was there a few center meters away. She had her gold hair out neatly put with gel, and she was wearing a pink skirt and pink matching jumper and headband. She ignored me completely.I walked faster and faster to get her attention. But- horror, I wasn't watching where I was going, because I was watching Gwendolyn. I tripped over a stone and fell flat on my face.

" Tough luck, Clumsy Wumsy. Watch where you are going. See you at tea." said Gwendolyn. I wanted to kill her. My name wasn't Clumsy- or whatever she called me it!

She goes to an expensive middle school at Howen Park. It's perfect there. There's even a swimming pool. At school, Isabel said that she wanted to learn French. She'll be number one as she always wants to be. She was average for now. Soon she'll be above average, because she will take French Lessons next week on Saturday. Her tutor is called Man'er Coltee'. But Isabel decided to him Man. Since he was a man. She also wants to beat the brain-sucking populars. Espesillay Lisa. She takes French and Italian and Spanish. The populars hate me because I'm average. No. I am sure I'm below average. Everything is better than this. During CPR Class, Ms Fringe (That's her last name . It matches her look. Brown thick fringe.) said that breathing in and out of your mouth when you exhale. It's good for your health. But I say without the mouth, thanks. I can't wait till tea.

Today at tea, Gwendolyn just walked in like it was no big deal. I put my foot out so she can trip. It was payback time. But instead she walked to the other side. What a chick! Then we all sat together on a nice set up green table with teacups and kettle. Gwendolyn sat and she thanked Mom for her tea in MY lucky china cup!!! I can't believe Mom will do that! Now Gwendolyn is going to get the luck!!!! Gwendolyn explained that her best friend,Quaver, got suspend from school. Though she tried to say it posh in a kind of way, though her voice was like crying. Then I ask her a list of questions.

1. How do you get your pet to listen to you.

2.How do you get them to NOT PEE ON THE RUG?????

3.How do you never lose them.

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But she stopped me all a sudden. She said she didn't want me to speak. I felt crushed. What a meanie!  Does her school teach her manners in firm-mind?

Dear Diary, Tuesday,

Nothing ever happened today. Same thing. Gwendolyn can't go to school because she was so sick. Throwing up. Her Mom asked my Mom for some Ultra-Cleverly-Well-Cough\Vomit-Healthy-Always-Work- medicine. Mom said a cup. Her Mom said the whole bottle. She gave Mom a pen that is wasted in return. What a gambler! Behind the scenes, Black got lost again!!! But I found him down the street, chasing a bulldog.

How am I going to work in life????? Black never stopped- Omg! Beauty and Belle! Gwen's cats!!! In danger! I ran over- suddenly, me and Black were being chased by cats and a bulldog! How did I get myself in this mess? WHAT HAVE I DONE!!!!!

HELP!!! I'M TRAPPED IN SOME PROBLEM WORLD!!!! SOS!!!!