Hi, my name's Carolyn Mc.murray. But I guess that dosen't really give me any justice. I could've have well said I was Frank Sinatra or Angelina Jolie.
So, here's some back ground info : Im 12 years old ( nearly 13!), come from an exotic country ( I'll talk about that later) and to sum myself up
in a few words : I'm a weight obessed, beauty freak, sweet toothed christian south african girl. Yep - you now know a bit more about me just by reading
a couple of sentences. This is a diary of my life. And because I like things traditonal and just so... I'll start with a ...
( March 8th 2013) Dear diary,
I woke up later than usual this morning. Everything from yesterday nights semi slumber was a slight haze, slightly foggy in my brain.
The FYI ON YESTERDAY NIGHT : I'd been to a friends house. Ate and drank everything and anything under the sun, got home at 9:00pm and started pigging out
on luxury chocolates from Lindt in my haste of feeling fat - WHY YOU ASK? I don't know, I have a tendency to do things like that a lot. I'm blonde.
I don't just mean stupid blonde. I actually have blonde hair, so maybe that's the cause of all this? Anyway back to where it started...
I eventually stretched, and looked my baby sister, who had been sitting quite peacefully with mummy, in the eyes. Big round blue eyes, like saucers, staring
back at me. A wide puzzled expression. Then came a smile. Which I really can't explain in words. A baby's smile is when all of the darkness in the room turns
into light. Sheer sheer light. I smile back - a slightly toothy, tired smile. "Hey!"Mum says hugging me. I look up at my mum.
FYI ON MUM - Quite short, very petite woman, fairly long brunette hair ( which was now hanging in a wave round her face), dark hazel green eyes, sun
tanned skin and a slim, for a woman had just given birth, she was a size 4 before giving birth! "Hi mummy!" I say. I don't sugar coat things or this time,
I don't dark cover things. Im nearly a teenager and still haven't grown out of the obesssion of saying mummy. It's a good habit though.
My thoughts - Mum - its such a short phrase for someone who cares deeply for you! Mother - its too formal and queer. Mummy - It's cute and takes
effort to say cause its long - LOL!
22:33PM :
Gosh I feel like crap. I'm saying it loud and clear, yes I said crap. Yes I did. I feel a bit bad. But its the truth.
I downed a whole big glass of lemon squash, followed by some chocolate mousse - not the healthiest options. Taking the mousse away,
the squash isn't too bad really. Its mostly water. And anyway I did 4 work outs today - 4! Guess I'm just in self pity mode now.
Another bad thing - lost my ds and my 2 games, like seriously, I left it in the kitchen and its so dissapered, maybe mum put it somewhere?
Hold on a tic, I'm going to look again...
3 MINUTES LATER :
Found it. It was right in front of me, no wonder I need glasses.
FYI ON GLASSES - They're quite stylish actually, desginer if you must know. They have black and light pink rims and are very chic.
PS - They came in a cute hot pink glasses case. Even though they're nice I'm glad I only have to wear them when watching a movie,
going on the computer and in a lesson at school.
I can't beilieve how long this diary entry is actually getting. Its only 24 hrs in one day. Yet it feels like 7 hours actually.
I'm awake way too late. But it is Saturday Evening so I guess I'm off the hook a little, though shame on me for letting my eye bags get bigger, again!
Gotta go, I'll write tommrow morning about the haps. I wanna play ( oh ok, hangout ) on my ds on Animal Crossing - TA TA! XXXXXOOOOXOXOXOXO :0
PS - :0 = MY SIGNATURE FACE. LOL
No, seriously bye.
I mean it.
My ds is pulling me.
Go away.
Please go away.
Ok, bye!
