Dear Journal (god that sounds dorky!),
We have to do this stupid journal thing for English and Lit. Mrs. Finer says she's not going to read what we write, just look it over every few days to make sure we're writing and not just writing random crap. I should tell my dad about this. Knowing him, he'll probably tell Mrs. Finer this is the dorkiest thing ever and then pull us out of school. Haha, that would be funny. Mom will probably think it's a great opportunity to get our thoughts out, which it is. Uncle Danny will probably tell me some story about how he had a journal when he was younger, and Joey will probably tell me to use it to record all the funny jokes I hear. When I ask my twin brother Alex about this assignment he'll probably tell me that he thinks its complete shit and would much rather get an F than have people see him write in a journal. He's my brother, and I love him, but he cares way too much about what other people think. He told me his goal for 8th grade is to become more popular. And it's not like he isn't already in the most popular group, has tons of great friends, and plays every sport known to man. But I know Alex too well to believe all that shit. Alex doesn't want to be the most popular guy in school, he just wants to get Taylor, the girl who he's been crushing on since 6th grade. He also really wants to make the school basketball team this year, which is why I'm totally exhausted right now from practicing with him in the front yard. I guess I should stop talking about Alex, and talk a little more about myself. I'm Nicky Katsopolis. I just turned 14 this Sunday. I'm (according to the popular girls) a "punk with some jockey ness to him", which I guess isn't too bad. My most prized possession is definitely my guitar. I'm in a band called Lifestyles. I play the guitar and sing, my friend Emma plays guitar, my friend Adam's on bass, my friend Colton is on drums and Emma's best friend Jenna plays keyboard or any other instrument we need her on. We're pretty good…I guess.
Alex is my only brother and although we are opposites, he is probably my best friend in the world. My mom and dad aren't that bad either. Even though my dad is an Elvis freak who obsesses over his hair, he's pretty cool for a dad. My uncle Danny is the crazy one. He is a huge neat freak and can get quite annoying, but ya gotta love him. If it wasn't for him we'd all be a mess. Then there's Joey. He's Danny's best friend. You see, Joey and my dad moved in with Danny to take care of my cousin's when my aunt Pam died and well, they never really left. Me, Alex and my parents used to live in the attic where we kind of had our own place, but now since all the girls have moved out, we live in the regular house with Danny, and Joey lives in the attic. After my cousin Stephanie moved out, Alex and I got Joey's old room, my parents got Stephanie's room (Michelle had gotten DJ's room when she moved out) and Joey moved into the attic. Now since my youngest cousin Michelle just went to college, Alex moved into her room and I stayed put.
Whoa, I've wrote a lot for my first day! Maybe this assignment won't be too bad after all!
NICKY
Dear piece of crap,
This assignment is complete shit, there is no way I will write in a journal. So Mrs. Finer, give me an F! I'd rather get an F than write in this.
ALEX