This is a journal,okay? A Journal.
My mom got me you as a early Christmas present.Yeah,some present,eh? She got me it to write down my days at school or just at home.So now I'm laying on my bed,eating cookies,and writing in you.Your lucky,I should be doing my homework,but Instead,I'm sitting here,chatting with you.Wait,that sounded weird.Anyways,heres a picture of me.

Pet's name:Sydney
Thats just a quick sketch.Anyways,this is what happened to me at school today.
A food fight started up when at Lunch,a boy spilt some milk on some girl next to him on accident.The girl got so angry that she threw her Tony's Pizza in the boys face.Then this happened and that happened,and then a food fight started up.After getting hit with cheetohs about twenty times,I snapped and threw my greenbeans on the heads of the dogs who did it.And then I was sent to Mr.Terror's(Mr.Jacksons') office.They didn't even get sent.Mr.Terror is the meanest dude around our alleys(I mean school,but after spending nintey days in school,It seems like you own this place).He's always grouchy,and after a while It's hard not to murmur German swears at him under your breath.
After spending maybe thirty minutes in there,It was time for reccess.I was neraly trampled as dogs rushed out of the doors.I was small in size,and could easily get hurt by any big dog.Anyways,they have this dumb new rule that you can't even play football or soccer.Not even tag! I guess someone got hurt.I could easily imagine a little dog like me tripping with a football in my paws,and then getting almost squished to death by big dogs trying to steal the ball.Or a dog summersaulting down a slide,head first,just to get away from a tagger.
Opps,gotta go.Moms calling for dinner.Bye.
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My mom got me you as a early Christmas present.Yeah,some present,eh? She got me it to write down my days at school or just at home.So now I'm laying on my bed,eating cookies,and writing in you.Your lucky,I should be doing my homework,but Instead,I'm sitting here,chatting with you.Wait,that sounded weird.Anyways,heres a picture of me.

Pet's name:Sydney
Thats just a quick sketch.Anyways,this is what happened to me at school today.
A food fight started up when at Lunch,a boy spilt some milk on some girl next to him on accident.The girl got so angry that she threw her Tony's Pizza in the boys face.Then this happened and that happened,and then a food fight started up.After getting hit with cheetohs about twenty times,I snapped and threw my greenbeans on the heads of the dogs who did it.And then I was sent to Mr.Terror's(Mr.Jacksons') office.They didn't even get sent.Mr.Terror is the meanest dude around our alleys(I mean school,but after spending nintey days in school,It seems like you own this place).He's always grouchy,and after a while It's hard not to murmur German swears at him under your breath.
After spending maybe thirty minutes in there,It was time for reccess.I was neraly trampled as dogs rushed out of the doors.I was small in size,and could easily get hurt by any big dog.Anyways,they have this dumb new rule that you can't even play football or soccer.Not even tag! I guess someone got hurt.I could easily imagine a little dog like me tripping with a football in my paws,and then getting almost squished to death by big dogs trying to steal the ball.Or a dog summersaulting down a slide,head first,just to get away from a tagger.
Opps,gotta go.Moms calling for dinner.Bye.
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