Today is also my birthday. My thirteenth. And goodness knows, it sucks.
Today mum told me I am a fire-witch. Today I told mum to get it into her thick head that April is not December, as much as I am not her. We both locked ourselves in our respective rooms. I think she's crying. At least I know how to make better use of my time: MONKEY SNOWFIGHT!... but for some reason I don't feel like playing, don't feel like thinking or feeling... What's really worrying is that I don't feel like breathing.
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A fictional blog, detailing some of the life and times of a girl who thinks she's normal, just a slight pyromaniac... until she finds out she's a fire-witch, that is.
People who aren't as afraid of me as some others I could name
Philipa Jean!
Name: Philipa Jean Roy
This is my blog, so you better be polite. I don't stand with rude people, although if you belived some of the complaints about me, you'd think I was. I'm just forward. And I don't know why I'm even doing this, except my parents thought it would be a good way to release some of my feelings...
Damn it! I don't need to release some of my feelings on the unprepared populace! I'd rather release those "feelings" on them!
I guess I'll do my best not to be to hard on you.
I'm thirteen, I live with my parents and nine cats: Jaspin Karen, a white female cat with one black foot; Sarah Lee, a blue-eyed, longhaired female with alternating bands of rich, dark auburn and orange; Alex Tudor, golden-eyed, a shorthaired gray male; Jerry Kay, another male, green eyes, black and longhaired; Saerri, the oddball girl with one blue eye and one gold one, a calico; and the kittens: Jared, (male) a fuzzy gray puffball with yellow eyes; Melissa, (female) a fuzzy little tabby cat; Dalakay Tudor-Jhones (male), who looks like a puffball dipped in auburn paint, with blue eyes; Natisha (female), orange tabby, longish fur and fuzzy, with big ears and missmatched eyes, one green, one blue.
I think that's all I can come up with for now.
Note
This is a fictional blog, written from the point of view of a girl named Philipa. Any resemblance of people or settings would be purely accidental. In other words, this is a story-blog, and I would reccomend you work your way from the first entry up, or you'll get very confused very quickly. Thanks, and be sure to catch the show of the cats and frogs-- they're raining! (In other words, if you want to know about me-- my Blogger profile, my Blog-Diary thing, and my Blog Which Works as a Not-Exactly-Reliable News Spitter-Outer Regarding Todos Santos.)
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