Woot! I'm almost done with finals! Three tests left, and I'm not studying for two of them… mwahahhaha. I feel delightfully apathetic. Don't try this at home, kids! Anyways, here is my quite late entry into the JelloForever April Challenge. Hopefully, I'll get it finished in time! *crosses fingers* It's my first foray into writing first person, although I cheated and the narrator is an OC who I'm enjoying very much! It'll be rather short, and it's kind of crack-tastic, but I hope you enjoy it anyways! I need something light and fluffy while trying to focus on educational theory to keep my brain from exploding! Hah. So yeah- no angst! *gasp*
Hey you!
First things first. I've never really understood why you're always called a diary, dear or otherwise. That's just spineless and silly, and you, my new friend shall not be addressed as such. You will be protective! Fierce! Manly! And now, I'm getting carried away. I should stop before someone throws me in the loony bin for writing such lovely personifications of inanimate objects. Shut it. No chuckling.
I really don't know why Uncle Cho decided this would be the perfect gift for my 15th birthday. If anything, I should be relieved it's not another book. Of course, I guess you could be considered a book-just a blank one. The accompanying card was full of 'write your own story' and 'express your thoughts' kind of crap, but it's really not half bad. As of yet. Hopefully, we won't be disappointed.
Unfortunately, I've been dropped off at my Uncle's this year while the parental unit waltzes off across the United States for their anniversary. Clearly, I'm supposed to be learning about responsibility, dedication, and how wonderful it would be if I would focus on a career path. *coughs* The most exciting thing Uncle Cho-and and he's Uncle Cho because who in their right mind would name someone Kimball- and I have done is stuff our faces with Hawaiian pizza while watching a science fiction marathon. It was more exciting than it sounds. Space = awesomeness.
Tomorrow, I'm tagging along to work. Given the choice, I'd rather sit in an office all day than stare at shelves of books. How my uncle can stand to read so much is beyond me. You'd think he'd of heard of books on CD by now. I'm sure it would solve the storage problem. I guess I could stay here and watch TV, but the truth is I'm a little curious about what he does.
You spill that to anyone, and I swear I'll strip the hide right off your cover!
He did warn me about Patrick Jane. Apparently, I'm not allowed to cause any mayhem or destruction. I told him he ruins all my fun. *gasp* Was that a hint of a smile I saw? The world may never know. Honestly though, I love my Uncle Cho. He treats me like a responsible adult, and doesn't try to shield me from the world. Not that I want to follow in his footsteps or anything- actually I want to be a veterinarian. He is a good role model though!
Ugh. I have to go to sleep now so I can haul myself out of bed at some ungodly hour. Would someone tell me why I thought this was a wise decision? Hey! That was a rhetorical question, journal. No cheeky responses or you may find yourself impaled on the sharp lead of my mechanical pencil.
Be afraid. Be very afraid.
Tata for now,
Lena…
(Ellipses because I am bored.)
