the very merry sky that smiles through pain.

chapter 2. The Diary

Dear diary.
why do I write in you? it's a question I still question myself about.

this year I have met an entertaining kid.

Tsunayoshi Sawada.
The kid has to be bound tighter than I was as a kid strongly reminds me of a bird stuck in a cage! if he's not a shuddering mess and spooked and tripping everywhere.

it's actually pretty entertaining, what with the scary factor.

it is without a doubt that I do not know how to handle kids, I'm pretty sure my cousin is still laughing about it when I tried to explain exactly why I wanted to help I've never really been good at that.

On the other hand, his mother is a very mothering, kind of smothering too.

at least she knows how to cook and she keeps their place pretty clean but I've never met a woman that is airheaded beyond measure yet so Carefree, to let strangers into her house so easily, I mean has she never heard of stranger danger?

The baby tuna is 4 it has just turned five and happens to very much enjoy the chocolate cake I brought for their birthday.

Funny factor is I hadn't even known it was the child's birthday! all I had known without a doubt.

! Is that I crave chocolate cake.!

And I knew my cousin would try to kill me if I brought any sweets home with me, I thought I'd stash it there! who would have known it was the kids birthday bye-bye chocolate cake.

It was sad that I could not eat you to myself!

Oh yes, my cousin's reaction to meeting the kid and his mother was absolutely golden!

I can't believe I almost forgot about writing this down! if there was a term for murderous rage and a strong desire to smack someone I think that was him he kept up the good front very well, in fact, I was impressed not one curse word was said.

I think curse words are mainly reserved for my presence only or particularly nasty assholes that pissed him off it was kind of frightening seeing him with that delicate Angel-like-smile on his face

makes me wonder how he's still in a hospital with a working job cuz sometimes he comes home in a murderous rage cursing up a storm! I wonder what his coworkers are like? oh and by the way the kid is dyslexic! huzzah!

I found myself a sibling!

Also, I'm pretty sure the kid's mom has officially adopted me, after finding out I get sick all the time I think I like the stew she makes, she makes it healthy enough yet still make sure that it's filling and just the right amount of food, for a food high!, should I start calling her mother? No, it better be Mama! she's already starting to insist that! I will be off, for now, I'm to be off to go shopping and I have the greatest joy of being on an adventure!