Entry Number One Hundred Twenty-Six:
Well, there's no use in keeping myself upset over something I apologized for, right?
Besides…all this moaning is making me look unhappy, and perfection does not include un-happy!
Entry Number One Hundred Twenty-Seven:
"Bijou, why do you keep stabbing pins into that rag?"
"It iz not a rag."
"Then what is it?"
"Sparkle's voodoo doll, Pashmina. But I suppose rag fits as well."
"You created a voodoo doll for Sparkle? Bijou!"
"…."
"Bijou! How could you do that?"
"Zoo what?"
"Waste fabric on her!"
Entry Number One Hundred Twenty-Eight:
Stan just walked into a classroom with whipped cream and feathers in his hand.
….No, I don't want to know.
Entry Number One Hundred Twenty-Nine:
Hamtaro just walked out of a class with whipped cream and feathers on his face.
Again, I don't want to know.
Entry Number One Hundred Thirty:
"Today class, we'll be discussing an extremely important topic in literature…"
It's probably something boring like plot or theme or setting. What else is there?
"It's a description every writer must face one day if he or she wants their characters to seem…realistic…"
I've seen sunflower seeds that were more interesting than discussing great literature works.
"It's the topic of how perfect characters have to be to achieve their greatest emotions. I want everyone in the class to come up and talk about what their views on the word 'perfection' are. Hamtaro, you go first."
Easy. Perfection is itself: Perfect.
Entry Number One Hundred Thirty-One:
"Perfection is evil. Nobody even knows if the word even has a definite meaning. I think the word should have never been invented! Who wants to be perfect, anyway?"
I do! Why is Hamtaro saying these things? I think perfection is wonderful!
"Perfection are ten small letters that describe a world of ….absolutely nothing. Thank you."
If Hamtaro thinks perfection is nothing…then what does he think I am?
Am I nothing in his eyes?
"Bijou, please go next."
Entry Number One Hundred Thirty-Two:
Great. Now what am I supposed to say? I don't want to show Hamtaro that I am completely against him, but I am! And yet…his points sort of made sense.
"What can I zay? Perfection…it….changez people."
And that's all I could say.
Entry Number One Hundred Thirty-Three:
"Penelope what am I to zoo? I …am not zure what my viewz of being perfect are, and it iz all because of 'im!"
"Ookwee, ookwee, ookwee!"
"What zoo you mean my hour iz up? It 'az barely been ten minutez!"
"Ookwee! Ookwee, ookwee….ookweeeeee!"
"Fine, take your three dollarz. I zon't even know what you are going to zoo with them, anyway. And zid you even take notez?"
"Ookwee."
"Zhere are nozing but doodlez in your coloring book! That iz not very professional, Penelope!"
"Ookwee!"
"You are right. Neither iz going zoo a four year old for problemz."
"Ookwee, ookwee?"
"No! I zoo not want a cookie!"
"Ookwee!"
"Zhey are sugar cookiez? Okay zhen."
Entry Number One Hundred Thirty-Four:
Mmm…these sugar cookies are good….
Entry Number One Hundred Thirty-Five:
Noodles?
Do you remember when I said that?
Noodles!
Entry Number One Hundred Thirty-Six:
If botany wasn't bad enough, I have zoology with Sparkle, too.
"Bijou, what is the mid section of an insect called?"
That's got to be one the easiest things to know!
Haha. Figures Sparkle doesn't know it.
"Zee zhorax, Sparkle."
Cats.
Entry Number One Hundred Thirty-Seven:
"The 'zhorax'! Ha! I knew you couldn't say it!"
Where's that pin cushion?
Entry Number One Hundred Thirty-Eight:
"Cheerleaders, for the end of the year, we have to do something at the graduation ceremony. It has to be something creative, something fun, something original that will make the school remember you girls forever!"
"Yes, Coach!"
Hmm…now if I can do this and make the cheerleaders known forever, I will…
…be even more perfect! Muahahahahaha-
"Bijou, why are you laughing like an evil maniac?"
"No reason, Sparkle…"
Cats. She almost caught me.
"Caught you at what?"
I hate thinking out loud!
Entry Number One Hundred Thirty-Nine:
It has to be something pretty. Yes. Because pretty is perfect and perfect is pretty.
"A garden!"
"That's a wonderful idea, Bijou! We can make a garden and dedicate it to the school. And when we present it, Bijou, you can be the one who gives the inauguratory speech!"
"But Coach! Bijou can't talk!"
Wait, what? Did something just happen? I was thinking about how perfect I was…
Entry Number One Hundred Forty:
Wait…Hamtaro doesn't like perfect, right?
Entry Number One Hundred Forty-One:
He just had to put a damper on my plan.
Entry Number One Hundred Forty-Two:
I am soooooo perfect.
Entry Number One Hundred Forty-Three:
I'm too perfect for my shirt
Too perfect for this car
"Bijou, you are zinging zat zong again, aren't you?"
"No, muzzer!"
Entry Number One Hundred Forty-Four:
"Bijou, I can make a book about how many things you can't say correctly."
"Zat is not pozzible, Sparkle."
"Oh yeah? Why is that?"
"You can't spell."
Entry Number One Hundred Forty-Five:
"Bijou, what are you sewing?"
"A nooze, Sandy."
"A noose? For what?"
"Zee Sparkle doll!"
Entry Number One Hundred Forty-Six:
Wait…I gave Penelope three dollars…
She can't even count!
Entry Number One Hundred Forty-Seven:
Why did Hamtaro say those things?
Entry Number One Hundred Forty-Eight:
Perfect can be a very beautiful thing. If the world was perfect, it would be ….perfect!
Entry Number One Hundred Forty-Nine:
Doesn't he know I try to be perfect just for him!
"Perfect for who?"
…oh cats…how much did he hear?
Entry Number One Hundred Fifty:
"…'ello, 'amtaro…"