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Well, this is it. My first journal. I still don`t understand how I get into this. My friends Wildwhite and Phamton told me about their own journals, and when they taught me how use computer, we created journals for me too. Or, can use a word "create" I don`t know. But,... ÄÄhhhh.... I have no ideas what to say. Mayby I just tell what did happen today. I can´t understand where my schoolmate Bogel rip her dreams. She always has a new, insane dream for each day, yesterday she had seen me in her dream, today a monster. Riikka----------- we should throw her out of a ladder. Wildwhite think she could write a book called: " The dreams of Christina". Phamton was, like usually, tired and depressed, Gabriella talked about Ayoi (I´m not sure if I got this right). Lotus, my dear abyssinian, doesn´t follow my father anymore, thank heavens. I nearly thought that it would never stop. And I should read for exams now, but hear I´m, writing about my boooooring life. Now I will stop. And I´m reaaaaally sorry about all my grammar mistakes. Post a comment in response: |
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