Dear Diary,
My Mom is an over-protected, self absorbed piece of walnut (and we all know how much I hate walnuts...) (only joking mommy :) incase you're checking up on my online diary, its just I think it is unfair that she puts me in bed at 5:30 pm yep I said it 5:30 PM?!!!??? WHO DOES THAT THESE DAYS?! (well besides families who are like nocturnal...but thats a different story. Anyway I will tell you about my pretty insane afternoon....
So there I was at 4:15 playing with my Gnarf action figures (including Gandulf!) and I just sighed and thought about how these mystical items could obtain such....such....pride and dignity. As I was quietly playing my MOM comes in (again...she checks on me every 15 minutes) and was like 'MARWIN WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! STOP MAKING SUCH A RACKET!!!'' (i know unreasonable much?!) and so I told her ''MOM I WAS PLAYING SILENTLY AND I WASN'T MAKING THAT MUCH NOISE ANYWAY'' (this was the moment that I realised I completely contradicted myself) ''GET TO BED'' my Mom bellowed and I was like ''NO MAKE ME'' until she snatched my Gnarf action figure collection away... That was breaking point. So I started screaming and crying and I chased after my Gnarf collection which led me into my bedroom and my Mom made me study... (i have no clue why?! Well i do, she still has a glimpse of hope that I could become a lawyer or make something out of my self, but we both know the wizardry world is my only destination.
So now I am pondering on the situation as I try to rest for an evening slumber.... at 5:30 in the afternoon :o
Fondly,
Marwin