Dear Diary... Things Never Change!

Dear Diary... Things Never Change!

Tony's Diary Entry!!!

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Name:Tony Jamses ( Pronoced as Jame-es)

School:Macdala Middle School.

Best Friend: Isabel

Eye Color: The darkest green you can think of.

Hair Color: Chicken roasted Brown.

Pet: Black (He's a cat who is black.)

Dear Diary, Sunday,

I was playing on the computer emailing Isabel. But my computer went all fuzzy. And it said I got a virus on my computer. It's hardly my fault! Right now, in the USA,New York, viruses can pop up like ghosts spooking people. I wouldn't blink an eye lid. And there's other trouble too in eletronical things, Black, my black cat after the virus, jumped on the keyboard from nowhere and, throughly,broke several keys. I blamed it on him. But Dad blamed me for not looking for virus signs properly, Mom blames Black for jumping on keyboards like viruses pop up on computer screens. And one more bad thing happened, when I opened the cupboard to get a pair of scissors, a mysterious beetle jumped from the cupboard like Black and viruses. I screamed like a crow. What could possibly go wrong now? Uh-huh. Yep. Something did. Isabel rang me up and exclaimed that she has a virus on her laptop as well. I said I have one too. Isabel did sympathy. This was a sign that she is not guilty. Plus my big toes don't hurt. They're worrying. (At night, Tony was worrying about a lot of things. She lay in her bed thinking about night bugs, suddenly jumping on her bed screaming her to death, virus dreams like suddenly she turned to a computer having a virus and Black. Though she had dreamt that she had turn to a computer and died to virus death.)

Dear Diary, Monday,

Bad, bad news! The whole school has got computer virus!!! Even Mr Gagg, who is a as dull as ditchwater, the principle, getting all mad and fed up. He rang the police and told them it.Now Isabel's brother's were in complete rage. Isabel's Mom didn't even let them go to school!! She just left the door open and quietly slipped out for work. Isabel said that her brothers were so mad that they broke the computer into bits.I could image them snapping cords in their teeth and smashing keyboards and things.It was a funny thought but also scary as fighting dogs.The police said that someone in this middle school- DID THE VIRUS!!!!!!!!!

I was so shocked. Isabel did cheat a few times and make pranks with her brothers, but she was looking really upset about her computer. Though I was annoyed. Really annoyed. Usually March is a good month for me, but it isn't happening! In class something bad happened too. Miss Perfect Girl, Ashley, with blonde hair and tanned legs, were selling Love Poems to everyone for five dollars. She made $66.20c. Ha! What a rip off! I bought one with my allowance. It said:

Your smile is charming,

You will sing alarming,

Perfect baby,

Just maybe...

It stopped there. Seriously,it was dumb! It was a totally stupid idea to sell Love Poems when you're mean, and have serious viruses around school! But I'd totally doubt that it'll be Ashley. Though she is a fashion freak, not computer freak. I looked around to see who might do it. Random? No he was rock freak- not computer and not evil, but a bit vile I might say.Casey? Maybe...     Yes....no...yes....Oh for crying out loud! No! She was too nice and hated computers.And I swear she never been on one, even for projects, she'll use books.Tom and Tim? No. They are twins and nerds with their glasses and ginger hair. I suppose it might be them...no. Dosent sound right either. Suddenly the PI system begin to say, " The virus person is someone from Year Six. Police do not know who..." All the pupils freeze in tracks. Someone mumble something. Then another...then another.... Then it went louder in normal volume. Sixth Grade was my grade. Maybe it'll be easy because I know everyone in Sixth Grade. I know their dislikes and likes.

Dear Diary, Tuesday,

Isabel slept over last night. She said that it was really Polly Grondon who made the virus. And Isabel said she wanted to rip Polly up. I said it can't be. Polly never really says a word on anyone. She is shy and quiet all the time. She hangs with her sister, Poolly on the Year Eighth playground. But Isabel said that it must be because quiet people are naughty mostly and they act innocent and all. I thought about it. Polly acting innocent and shy? Seems like a alligator catching it's prey.I still think it is Kriven Macaroni. I was sure of it. He loves viruses, so I'm pretty sure it was him. When I asked him yesterday, he said, " I swear to God," And he mades the sign of the cross. Even though he loves viruses, he is still holy. But I still think it's him. Every time our computer's has viruses, he yells, " Cool!!!" And I didn't stop buying those Love Poems from Ashley,

Your heart and soul,

You mart and mule,

You'll soon be mine,

But now I grime

What an idiot, I should say.

Dear Diary, Wednesday,

I am so sick of this virus thing spreading on to the whole school! Someone is guilty. I just don't know who.And I want to download a really cool song from Radio 6. It's called 'Life Rolls' by Adam Hinterland. But I can only do this by computer. Things never changes in life. But it's right- Life does roll on like bread rolls rolling down the street and when the virus comes-BANG! A big truck crashes it. That's what I feel like now. Totally stupid and unknown to figure this out.

Today in Art, we drawn computers and laptops and TV's and everything eletronical. But Miss Artic was pretty sad because we can't use the computers to search up infomation on Vincent Van Gogh - a famous artist. And the computers were pretty important because I didn't know much as Vincent Van Gog- or whatever his name was! Though Miss Artic blames me because she used to teach me about him in Kindy. I really had forgotten if Vincent was a he or she. I remembered he/she was a famous artist, had brown/black/blonde/gold hair...also he had a wife ( maybe) 3/4/1/2/5/6/7/8/9/0 children and - oh! never mind! So I had gotten a 'Dt' ( D Plus) for art this week.

My feelings were all on the virus. One day, I am going to find out- I AM!! I don't care if Mom and Dad thinks I'm too YOUNG!!! They know nothing!! They don't know when or where- BUT I AM FINDING OUT- I AM!!!!

Dear Diary, Thursday,

Have a sore throat from yelling, " I CAN FIGURE IT OUT! THIS PERSON IS DRIVING ME NUTS!!" Red nose from crying all day, red eye's from tears and embaressment. No help from my best bud, Isabel. I called her and she said, " I know how you feel I just want you to know how I feel," Which is a pretty ridiculous thing to say because I all ready know how she feels, I just want to stop the virus.Knowing Isabel, she is crying to because her brothers eletronicaled her computer and the whole house light, but the house lights are going to get fixed but the computer, no comment.

I explained to her I wanted to find out- not feel out. She says , " But I feel sad, you know? Please. You have to feel what I feel- Not angry," Which is pretty dumb as the first sentence she'd said. No. No. No. No.

Dear Diary, Friday,

Yes!Yes! Yes! A clue- No better than a clue! Better than ice-cream and lolly pops! I found out that.... Mr Devan did the virus. He said it was an accident. But I don't think so. So he was charge by the police.Which makes me a heroine!!! Horray!

(It all started when Tony was searching inside her locker for her History Book. She saw a note between two books. It was in mistily aqua envelope. She opened it. It read-, Kriven you are my favorite pupil- I'll tell ya a secret- I did the virus! How cool?! But don't tell- Promise. Once Tony finished reading the note she yelled, " No way!" Very loud along the corridor. ( Almost too loud) Then she understood everything. Mr Devon was a PE teacher. He couldn't have done it! But he did. And Kriven's locker was next to hers. So she told the principle and soon the whole school knew. Everyone clapped and cheered but 'booed' on to Mr Devon. He was so rude of viruses!  He was charged with police. He kept telling everyone that it was a mistake- Lucky for me- no one believed him-Espesillay Isabel and Tony- They were mad- so was the principle. 

and that made Tony a heroine of Mandala Middle school! )

The End,

What one that lies, the one that is guilty,

Tony.