Caraline Chrissy's Journal.
26th/04/10.
Dear Journal, It is very early in the morning. You can see that I don't have to go school. I sneaked up this laptop from Dad and demanding this white laptop. I don't know what's going to happen next because it is not yet night. I am studying for this big O.C test thingy miggy and parents say if you get in this big test, you will not have a cat. An actual real live cat. I have always wanted a cat since like forever. I have a dog a Maltese Dog, Casey and she is not quite smart. She really likes to sit on your lap and she is so heavy. She pees everywhere than sniffs it. Yuk.She is not very playful and she can't have a walk with a collar because she can't do it. Anyway, since its Anzac Public Holiday, I don't have to go to school or dancing. I am so not use to school. I suppose I come from a country. But I suppose Mum moved to the city. Noisy City. Grrrrr…. This dumb laptop is not typing properly!!! When in a middle of a sentence, it goes somewhere else and you have to go back to your own pace. That's the thing with laptops.
What a fuss! My cousin, Elizabeth, has a sense for… Scary Movies!!! So I am not watching any movies with her. My favorite movies are better things like, Coraline, Charmed (Which is supernatural episodes), Merlin (Elizabeth HATES Merlin- sorry- that's her loss. I love watching Merlin!!), Bride Wars and maybe Avatar. Nahh…. No. Not really. Anyway she is always hogging the computer than we get into some sort of row. She is older so I obviously can't beat her. Though I can kick her on the leg or bite her, like a mad cat. Or scratch her, if she and I are fighting over the mouse. She does not have any ***e*ds. Because her attitude isn't good. She is also bossy. I really think that she is really weird. I hope she doesn't see my blog! If she does, I am dead. But lucky she does not have my blog address! She can be scary and she wants to know everything. For example, "Um. Elizabeth. I got an… don't worry." That's what I say than she does not ignore me. Then she goes, "What? Tell me!" And I had to tell her but I try to make something up than what I was really trying to tell her. For instance, if I wanted to tell her before that I'd got an F for my report card. And she says, tell me, I'll just say, "I have got an At on my report card," Though I just change the sentence around. Really, it's freaky. And you can't just keep saying, "Don't worry," Because she'll keep wanting to know. Once I kept saying that "Don't worry," But Elizabeth does not give up of knowing. Then I was saved by the doorbell. Elizabeth's Auntie is here to pick Elizabeth up. But that was last year. Yikes! Mum's calling me for breakfast. See ya guys later!
From, Caraline Chrissy.
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