like all girls of fifteen, I dreamed of having a handsome boyfriend, birthday, being famous ...
wanted a user-friendly world. That children not dizzy ... if you like me now, now, if I do not like, if stupid insults ... Why not say what they really feel and stop childish? He wondered.
One day, he decided to translate those reflections in his diary.
Dear Diary: Today I'm
cabreadísima with the world.
First my mother punished me for that stupid suspense English test. But if you did not have to shout!
On top I have to take care of Bianca as well! I do not go on Friday because my parents Iago comes up with the brilliant idea of \u200b\u200bgoing out to dinner and leave me with Bianca and Clara schmo. Hate baby-sitting. I hate reading twice Three Little Pigs and having to eat that shit ugly duckling. So annoying. Yago could only go out this Friday and I just passed this to me.
If this was not enough, there's more.
I have a face like a frying pan and Yago lately for giving me no longer. This is what happened yesterday: "Hi
ugly, how about the test?
-Hi ... and poorly jajajajjajja
- What do you think, very funny?
But this does is, moron or what? If you liked ... you are trying to hate him to death.
ONE YEAR LATER ...
Dear Diary:
This year promises. Today I saw things very clearly. After going to the beach Clark'sy decided to go down the road ... Who does not know ...? JACQUES! With a horrible girl. And do not say because I have caught the sun and has no grains ... was very ugly. Whether I was stunned.
this day will be officially appointed as the perfect day: SUN + BEACH + THINGS CLEAR = HAPPINESS OF CONTROL. He subjected me Yago control. But I'm not so bad.
If you've tried ... I ended up with:
- What do you think, very funny?
and planted a kiss!
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----------------------------------------- Do not you think it does hot? To be in April ...
Well, be happy! Through week: D 
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