This is my first time doing this, but I'm doing this to get things off my mind.
I went to visit my cousin recently and told her the new about my soon-to-be school, I was mostly excited about it but I'm also really nervous, and I told her all about how I was feeling really uneasy, "I just have a lot going on in my head" was what I said when I was having tea with her. She suggested that I get a diary for expressing my feelings, or to just write down what happened, DAILY. and so, this is it.
I don't know what will happen at school, but I'm super-duper excited for SCHOOL! there are a lot of things I want to know about. I'm just super curious!
Well, ever since I got the news, I've just been rolling around in bed, thinking about school. Mother and Father always said that if I went to school it would be a "pain-in-the-butt" for them. I'm waiting for the "bus" to arrive. It's unlike any of the limos mother tends to ride, and unlike my father's, the chauffer is called a bus driver. It's all so FASCINATING!! Oh how I wish time would run by fast and swift as the wind starting to blow east-west, marking the dawn of fall.
My cousin also goes to pink school! She is a second year. Clementine Simmons, she is the only daughter of my Father's sister. Clementine can be very mean at times but I'm fine with it because she tells interesting stories about school. Stories involving boys that are princely and old-fashioned, girls that are graceful and act like princesses though some really are! Clementine comes to visit every summer, winter, and spring. She claims to have gone through a lot, but she never explains beyond the vague. Clementine sometimes complains about the school, rambling on and on about who knows what.
Oh! How I yearn to be where she is; in a school!! I just hope everyone there is nice... And I wish to learn what my tutor couldn't teach me! About human interaction...OH! Nanny Emery is calling! Supper is ready!!! I very much miss Nanny Reneé. She used to always play with me and tell me stories about the outside world... Reneé had hair the colour of gold. But at night- under the light she'd look as if she had silver hair; it was absolutely beautiful to see. Too bad she tried to kidnap me... I don't remember much of the accident either, but according to mother and father; she was a spy from a foreign company, which my father had stolen a deal from.
Oh, I better leave soon before Emery blows her fuse, well- it's quite literal. After the incident, mother and father stopped employing nannies, but instead made them, otherwise Nanny Emery's real name is: MODEL 2638//962. But I call her Nanny emery because she was painted to be the colour of green, though it turned out to be more turquoise. But it turns emerald-like in the light. I quite like Nanny emery because she doesn't talk bad about me behind my back like the other house maids... But she can't really talk and I'm quite lonely at times due to that.
I don't get much human interaction really, most of the maids don't like me, they call me things like "good for nothing", "spoiled", "abandoned child", I don't mind it anymore but it stings every now and then because I can't help but think they are telling the sworn truth. And I'm grateful that they tidy up my messes and keep the manor tidy and neat, but they act like ghosts and only pass through me... Ah- EMERY IS ABOUT TO REALLY BLOW HER FUSE- I MUST HURRY, hope to write again soon...