The FINAL week of November.

Man..time FLIES. It's SUNDAY the 25th.

Well, today was a fine day. I slept for around 12 hours, then got dressed up to go to school  for the Parent-Teacher meeting, and my mom met my teacher, and she said some shit which I fail to recollect. Then day went on, and now I just came back from tutoring. 

So that was it about today.

Anyway, when I was in 6th grade, I loved the books of the author Jacqueline Wilson. I still do. I love her writings. I have her autograph on three of my books which is enough to show that I really love her books.

My parents had gone to America in 2009 to stay with my aunt, since her husband was not feeling well. So, my sister and I were stuck to live at our uncle's house. 

During that time, I was reading The Lottie Project by Jacqueline Wilson, and I really like that book. So I made a LITERAL, TOTAL rip-off of the book. Anyone who has read the book knows the I copied almost every single word of it. 

But actually, I only copied off the 'Lottie Project' bit off the book. basically the book is about Charlie, and she has to do her project about the Victorian Era. So she writes a story about a young maid/nanny in the Victorian era. I was just copying that story. I just changed some names.

Anyway, here is one of the parts I ripped off:

Diary of a little maid

Family

Oh, hi, I am Lotta, short for Charlotte. Nobody ever called me Charlotte. I just love my family, its me , my mother Josephine, my little brother Peter, my sister Sophia and my two infant twin sister and brother Elizabeth and James. You must be wondering who's my father, he is not in this world and I am happy. Obviously because he was rude and used to scold me and my mother and my other siblings. We were going to leave him anyway. But the real problem was about work. Since my father died, we have no money. We get pension but that just goes in the food, school and rent. My mother needed a way to earn some extra money.

PATHETIC. I just took a really good story, and made it into some dog-eaten shit. This is really what I wrote. And I thought that this was 'AMAZING' 3 years ago. 

What a fool I am. My grammar is a cow's ass. So is my language.

I may or may not continue to blog the rest of the story.

Well, I am not in a mood of random topic. SO...

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.