I don't even KNOW why I'm doing this! Mom told me it would help me relax, right now; I'm not relaxed at all! Okay, okay, I'm pretty excited about Billy's party, but I have a rain cloud over my head so it might be hard for me to read this later…unless if a certain someone ** decoded this and posted it on a website, then it wouldn't be so hard so I'm not going to write personal stuff in here…
Drat! Mom's making me and she won't leave me alone until I write a secret down! Man, does she really expect me, Tancred Torrson, 13 year old boy, to write down about feelings in this journal?
Gah! Man…that is one strong mom…she just…you know…kind of…you know…yeah? She gave me a whooping and…HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW SHE'S SENSITIVE? But then again, this is my own mother, right? Fine, I'll cooperate…somehow…against my will…in a way…
I like papayas? Er…I really don't like spiders? I'm…tall? Er…I'm afraid of tarantulas?
Okay, I'm fond of birds, If you know what I mean *winkwink* and I am friends with the spirit master, *winkwink* and are friends with a photo journeyman, animal spokesman, clothing physic, loud sound guy, illusion person, and an invisible dude. *super winkwink*
Okay, that should be enough, right? Am I right? Eh, close enough!
Darn, mom won't let me off unless I come up with a "neat" sign off signature or whatever… I'm not really in the mood right now, dad accidentally broke my sculpture of a thunderbolt and I'm not in a good mood…
Er…See ya next time? Tancred
Not good enough, mom read what I wrote so I have to keep it down…whoops, I'm not supposed to write THAT down, she'll be on to me! I'm not supposed to write that down either, am I? Let me think…a sign off…oh! I got one!
Storm out, Tancred
p.s. not really my best work but as long as mom's off my back! I wrote this p.s AFTER she read my journal entry! I am sooooo smart! hehehe!