If the only thing you can think to do on a Saturday is your homework, does that make you sad? I think so. Life aint much fun these days, especially for me, mum's always at work on the weekends and my dad probably doesn't know what the word fun means, as for my sister, she's about as fun as a plank of wood! Well, she is 21 so I guess that's as good an excuse as any. I tell you, being 15 is no picnic; the exams are so boring I could seriously consider suicide, and my friends are too wrapped up in their own stupid lives to talk to me anymore. BEING 15 SUCKS!
My name is Rubella, but if you ever call me that your head won't be attached to your body for much longer! So you can call me Ruby, NOT Bella, Ruby. I don't like the name Bella, and I have a pretty good reason for my hatred, simply because it's my sister's name. I mean, just imagine if everyone called me Bella, then there'd be two Bella's in one house, horrific! My parents obviously weren't very imaginative when it came to naming us, actually, there not very imaginative full stop. So, now you have the basic run-down of my life, or at least how it used to be. I never regretted the path I took, it was the best fun I've ever had, and the most complicated story I'll ever tell, this is the story of my past, these are my pages...