April 9, 1912 7:09 p. m.
As I was watching the sunset, a thought returned to me. The boarding of the Titanic was tomorrow!!
"OMFG!!!!! I HAVE TO GET MY BAGS PACKED!! UUUUGGGGHHHHH!!!!!" I had TOTALLY forgot. Omg!
"Okay! I got all my clothes. Three onesies, five pairs of underwear, twenty-one Elmo diapers, my lil' gadgets, two jocks and my.... GLITTER GLUE!!!! Okay, I have one, two, three.......................forty-four, forty-five, forty-six,....... Fifty-Five, Fifty-Six...WHERES MY FIFTY-SIXTH!!!!!????????? O. M. F. G.!!!!!!!! THAT CREEP STOLE MY GLITTER GLUE!!!! W. T. FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF??????!!!!!!!UUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! MY FAVOURITE SHADE OF PINK!!!!!!!!" I screamed at the top of my fragile lungs. That little PUNK!!! THAT FREAKING CRAZY LITTLE GIRL!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT THE F*#%!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Five Hours Later....
I kept pacing around my room.
"Why would she, a six year old LOSER WANNA HAVE FREAKING 12L BOTTLE OF GLITTER GLUE!!!!!????
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April 10, 1912
Omg. I can't find ma GG and the Titanic boards in 2 HOURS. I walked around my hotel with my cow, looking for the punk!!!
"YYYYAAAASSSSSSSS!!! GOT YOU PUNK!!!!!" ...
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The Titanic: The Death of A Dream~ Tibbula Jones' Diary
HumorTibbula Jones is one of the many passengers on the luxurious, grand RMS Titanic. He kept a diary to tell his future generations of family posted on what had happened. 96, and he was visiting his 'friend' ( a priest ) in California where he would spe...
