Disclaimer: -pushes play on cd player- I own nothing and am in no way making money from this fan fiction.
R&R Please!
(Also, I'm pretty sure Europe uses the metric system, but as the US is dumb, and does not, I, too, will not be using the metric system. Sorry bout that!)
December 23
Hello Diary,
It occurred to me last night that you do not know what I look like, so I thought I would tell you, seeing as I do not have a picture of myself to put in here. I am 5'6" and am just shy of skinny. I'm one of those girls who you can't tell that I'm not skinny unless I'm wearing tight clothes, but poverty doesn't leave room for tight clothes, now does it? My hair is short, just past my ears, and dark brown. Sometimes it is mistaken for black, but that has only happened to me twice. My hair used to be very long. But I sold it when I got out of school. Short hair is much better for working conditions. Last time I checked, my eyes were blue/brown. And ugly mix if I do say so myself. I also have rather large feet. No one really studies my feet, but when I stand next to my friend from the inn, whose name I forgot to mention was Diana, although we are of the same high, my feet must be a good four inches longer than hers! Freaky, eh? My height is all in my legs, I have recently noticed. When I stand next to Diana, I am as tall as her, but when we sit, she is taller than me by an inch or two. I have an Annoying habit of cracking my knuckles. Not that you needed to know, but I felt like telling you, anyways. Well that's all I can think of, for now! I'm sure that later on, I'll think of something else about me that I wish to tell you. My thoughts are rather scattered like that. Now, it is early, and I must help serve customers at the inn!
Melissa