The Secret Diary of a Red-Headed Emo

The realization that I was an Emo wasn't at all surprising, but wanting to express it was different. So let's see how the first year goes...


3. 3rd January 2012

Today my Nan came over, still no sign of my Dad. Oh well, good residence to the prick. My brother and sister got rather excited when she visited. By the way, if I didn't mention before. They're twins, six, William and Laura. William is a bit... mouthy. But only occasionally, so basically when he doesn't get his own way. Which isn't that often actually. Since he's the only boy, he gets a little extra than Laura, which she doesn't notice. But I slip her the not so often treat or something like some sweets. I don't have favoritism, I do give William some too, but he doesn't notice when I give Laura the few extra. I'm so stealth sometimes. 


Nan gave William and Laura a New Year's present. She gave William a stuffed Dinosaur (he has an obsession with Dinosaurs, I did when I was younger) and Laura got a stuffed Unicorn. I'm not very thrilled about them, Phoenixes are more my thing. Maybe a Pegasus if it had to be horse based. I on the other hand got something I'm normally given in a situation like this. A book. Awesome! And no, I'm not sad. It wasn't much of a reading book, but a technique book. 'How to draw Birds.' My Nan knows me too well. I don't know why, but I have such a fascination with bird, especially the Phoenix.


When Nan left, after what seemed like a thousand cups of tea. I'm surprised she doesn't have to pee every other minute. My Mum watched EastEnders and then dyed my hair. Finally! I've been bugging her for years about it, and now finally I'm dying it. Yes! Victory! Got school tomorrow anyway, see how people will react then.

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