The Very Special Diary of a Very Special 12 Year-Old: Part 4

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Here is the final (boo) installment of my diary.  I hope it provides you with some light entertainment/ assurance that there is someone stranger than you out there! (Apparently I wanted to express my artistic skills as well as my comedic/writing talents (!) in this entry, so I've included photos of these drawings, purely for your pleasure)





"Friday 4th April 2008- Today we went home. I am glad but sad. Ha ha...no. I'm glad because I'm going to the park to play rugby with the boys tomorrow! And I'm sad because I love it here. I think I'm going to cry. NOT. 
We had some breakfast (coco pops), did the washing up (yey) and went and packed our bags (fun fun). 
Can I just do something? Yes I will. Logo for Miss C in Tescos:
Sorry that was just an idea. How weird. Also, how do you spell wierd/weird???? That's one of my many questions in life. 
Anyway... 
Me and my brother went 'ROUND THE BACK' (haha) again. 
Then we played pool. He won, just. That's what I like to think. 
We then drove all the way to Windermere. Yey! 
Mum went to Lakeland and me, my brother and vatti went round a few shops and then went to The Lighthouse, like we always do. I love it. I had apple pie as usual. They have changed the pie but I don't care, it was just as yummy! 
We met mum, she had bought us liquorice (yum!) and we got in the car. General announcement: 
I CAN NOW OFFICIALLY READ WHEN WE ARE DRIVING! 
Wooooooooo! I just read Mizz and the Beano and listened to my iPod. Interesting. 
Later we got to our Aunty's house and they made us a meal of pasta chicken bake or something. It was really good. Had lemon sorbet for puds. Cool- literally. 
My Aunty and Uncle gave us some sweet but I couldn't eat any because I'm on a di- scoff. Ok, I'll just have a few then. 
When we got home it was about 11.30 I think. So I wrote an email to Vicky who is still in Florida and went to bed. Zzzzzzzz. 
P.S. Cool holiday- lovin the Youth Hostel. 
P.P.S. I got some message magnets for my friends and put them in bag (the magnets, not my friends).


Harriet x




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