Monday, JAN 1, 979 AN
Mom said It's always good to have my own diary if I want to become an explorer in the future, but how do I start this?
Dear diary? Hello? Greetings diary?
Yeah, let’s just go with the first one.
Dear diary,
Getting ready for school checklist:
√ Make the bed
√ School uniform (supplied by Zalie’s Expeditionary Outfitters & Haberdashery, on Sapphilite Row)
√ Breakfast (Mhh, those waffles and eggs were pretty good, as expected from mom)
√ Brush my teeth (I think it’s clean let me check. Yep, it’s clean)
√ Backpack
I’m all set.
Now it’s time to go to school!
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Tuesday, JAN 2, 979 AN
Dear Diary,
Boring, boring, boringgg!
The class was so boring!
I found what the teacher taught me was rather easy, and I had nothing to do all day in class.
If it weren't for my friend (his name is Art by the way), I would've died from boredom. Unlike the rest of the class who were still learning their ABC’s, he was smart for his age even smarter than me who was always praised for being a genius and very athletic just like me and I was glad I had someone to spend my time with.
Yesterday, we spent our time playing this game Art invented called paper football. It was a game where you first fold paper into a triangle. Then, you hold the football in a flicking position and your friend should hold up their hands to replicate a field goal post. Flick the football and you and your friend would alternate turns.
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For some reason, Art kept winning (is he cheating?), but I'll bound to win soon, no, I will practice today some more and win tomorrow.
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Wednesday, JAN 3, 979 AN
Dear diary,
Art and I had a bet that if I win, I would treat him to lunch and if he win, he would treat me this weekend.
I was confident I would win, but in the end, I LOST!
I don't know how, but I’m sure Art cheated. When the paper football was going to miss, it would curve every time and he would score a goal.
It was unfair. I swear I'll figure out his secret (for now I need to ask dad for some money).
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Friday, JAN 4, 979 AN
Dear diary,
I still can't get used to writing, I even forgot to write what happened yesterday. Actually, it doesn't matter, nothing much happened in school besides flirting with the girls.
Now that I think about it. Art doesn't really interact with girls, does he? What did he say again? It was something to do with the FBI?
Anyway, tomorrow, I'm going out with Art to have lunch, but do I have everything packed in my bag?
Mhh let's make sure:
√ Money
√ Water bottle
√ Tomorrow's clothes
Okay, we're good, time to sleep and wake up early tomorrow.