The Isadora Diaries

by MISS.SUNNYBAUDELAIRE

AU Isadora has been procrastinating on a certain diary project given to her by her therapist. As she goes through with it, she realizes how helpful it was to keep her sanity throughout her frustrating life and all the awkward moments she goes through with a certain Baudelaire based character. CHAPTER 60 IS UP.

6. Breakfast

Chapter somethin or other!

Wow. We're still at the begining and I already forgot what chapter we're on. Chapter...6? Yeah, I think thats right. :)

The Awesome Reviewer peolpeThat Deserve An Awesome Title:

patrome4ever- Thanks! A plant, nice :)

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Dancingchocolatesmudge- Thank you! Evil angel or Bellatrix..thats a good debate you got there. Making a Harry Potter one..I wonder how that would turn out..I'll think about it. :)

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Okay guys, so I told you that I would tell you what I was going to be for Halloween in this chapter, so..I'm either going to be Cece Jones or Christi Rockefeller. (Christi is someone I came up with for some Harry Potter thing)

My main rason is so that I can wear something crazy with colors that my mom probably wouldn't let me out of the house in. xD

You guys are totally awesome, and funny I must say, and I love you all! :D

Disclaimer: I don't own ASOUE!

The Isadora Diaries:

Breakfast:

Friday, October 14th

I have been tired all day. Like, all day.

From the minute I woke up till now.

Its a real pain in the butt having to force myself up every morning. When my dad wakes me up everyday, I feel like a zombie. Not to mention I look like one too.

Its a rule that my dad has to wake me up every morning because:

1) Alarm clocks are my enemy.

2) My mom yells at me when she wakes me up. And waking up to French words being screamed at you isn't very nice.

When my dad left after waking me up today, I locked my door and went back to sleep until I forced my eyes to open. I was beyond zombie tired. It felt like a dying zombie tired. And thats the bad kind of sleepy to have on a school morning when you're supposed to be getting ready. You could lie down and go to sleep, planning to wake up five minutes later, only to stay down under until someone starts screaming at you and breaks down your door!

So I had to make a certain decision this morning.

I could either put in my earphones and set an alarm on my ipod, or eat some toast with my eyes closed.

Since breakfast is the most important meal of the day, and I didn't want to fall alseep in the middle of class and look stupid, I decided to eat toast with my eyes closed.

I went down to the kitchen to make my breakfast. Then I realized something awful...I had to spend extra energy making my breakfast!

I usually make it anyways, but I felt like I was going to collapse this morning!

But no one else was going to do it. So I slowly got out the toaster, slowly plugged the toaster in, slowly opened the refrigerator, slowy took a slice of bread from the bag, slowly closed the refrigerator, slowly put a slice of bread in the toaster, slowly pushed down the time lever thingy, slowly fixed the time, slowly got a plate, and slowly got a cup of milk.

Really slowly.

All slow-like.

When I finally got to eat, I realized that the bread (which was whole wheat, by the way) was disgusting! It tasted like a burnt cardboard box!

It might've been better if I put butter on it, but I don't eat butter unless I'm forced.

Why?

Because butter makes you fat, clogs up your heart, causing you to have a heart attack, causing you to DIE.

I believe people eat too much butter these days, so I guess I want to be one of the healthy few. Did you know one serving of butter is usually about one tablespoon?

Of course not, you're a laptop! *mentally slaps self*

But seriously, some people will get a spoon, and eat the butter straight out of the container! And if its a stick, they get a fork and knife and eat it like its barbecued pork!

Isn't that DISGUSTING?

Thats what my grandfather did. I warned him not to do it.

Now he's dead.

And I don't eat butter.

Back to my situation with the disgusting toast,I decided just to improvise. I got some ham and slapped it onto the bread. Since I pulled it right out of the fridge, it was freezing, and it made my toast freezing, which meade me more frozen than I already was in my freezing house!

While I was in the midst of becopming an icicle, Duncan came down to kitchen and stuck a frozen burrito in the microwave. Then he went upstairs, came back downstaris with my hairbrush, and started brushing my hair.

"You know, Isadora," he said, "You really should do something with your hair. If you step outside like this, people will start coming you with army tanks and machine guns. Oh, and theres a cockroach swimming in your milk."

Well that temporarily woke me up.

I screamed an jumped out of my chair. There was a humongous cockroach in my milk!

"Kill it, Duncan!" I said, pushing him in front of me.

"No way! I'm allergic to that junk!"

"Duncan!" I complained. "Just man up and kill the danged thing!"

"Why can't you do it?" he whined.

"Because its the man's job to kill bugs the size of Goliath!" I explained.

"Well I'm not getting paid!"

"Does it matter?"

"Yes, Isadora! It does matter actually!" he said loudly, "That roach could be carrying a horrible disease that I could catch by touching it! Then it could bite me, crawl on me, or poop on me! Next thing you know, I would be in the emegency room, in a coma for being so diseased, allgeric, and disgusted to death! And if Idon't get paid for doing a so called 'man's job', then HOW IN THE WORLD ARE WE GOING TO PAY THE HOSPITAL BILL?"

First off, we're already rich, so the hospital bill isn't really an issue.

Second off, what are the odds of it carrying a disease and using him as a public bathroom?

Anyways, it was at that moment that our dad decided to come downstaris. He took the cup, turned on the garbage disposal, and poured the milk and the cockroach down the drain. After a few seconds of very disgusting noises, he turned it off.

"Your mother said to-"

The microwave went off.

"Think I'm going to have some salsa," my dad said randomly.

Well, isn't that a weird breakfast food?

I didn't want my food anymore, so I threw it out into the backyard so it could decompose into the grass and become compost for the plants or something enviormental like that. Then I went to my room and went back to sleep.

And that was my stupid breakfast.

This chapter kind of had a weird shift from sleep to breakfast, so I hope it wasn't too bad.

I NEED A NEW BOOK TO READ.

If I don't read a good book for a certain period of time, I go INSANE. I finished The Titan's Curse a few weeks ago, and now I have nothing to read. :( I was re-reading this depressing book on girl who reincarnated, I was so desperate!

So wish me good luck on not caving in my mind from lack of good books. :)

"I'm Walking On Sunshine, woah-oh, I'm Walking on Sunshine, woah-oh, I'm gonna feel good, hey! Alright now, I'm gonna feel good, hey! Alright now, I'm Walking On Sunshine..."

~Walking On Sunshine sung by Aly and AJ

Bye peoples!

;)