Don't Tell A SoulMarch 20th, 2014 6:41 PM
Wow. A diary mom. That's the best you can do.
I'm 13!!! What the %&$&($^#^!!!???
But I guess that's the problem. I have to write in here every day or I have to volunteer at the ELDERLY CARE CENTER. And I have nothing against elders. I just don't get why they don't know what a Wii is. I mean, hullloooooo!
Why couldn't I have gotten a phone? A phone is easy, and fun, and just well *grown up*. I'm Kimmy Hans, which might be a new name to you. Ha, it's not the first weird name I'm sure. But a diary??? For my freaking birthday? Oh, and some toys. TOYS!!! These days, teenagers ask for keyboards and Ipads. But toys? I actually got a Star Wars (dedicated to Medfold over here, amazing friend) Barbie doll. Why not just Star Wars? We can go ahead and forget that Barbie part. BYE! CYA Diary. I will never write in you again!
March 20th, 2014 6:44 PM
Ok, ok! I admit it. I'm crazy desperate to write in this!
Even if it's wayyyyy 2000.
My best friend Julia has one. I don't get it, because why would you write all your personal feelings down, just so that, maybe, one day, someone could read it and make it a BESTSELLER!!!.....NEW YORK TIMES MATERIAL! But why be a Debbie Downer right? I will track this thing down!!
Well, currently my life is a mess. It's pretty much your average teenage life.
So...stay tuned diary!