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Author: Notebook
Fiction Rated: T - English - Fantasy/General - Reviews: 1 - Published: 08-12-06 - Updated: 08-12-06 - id:2228912

Juxy 22, 1006
In my room…

Hello. My name is Juniper. I’m 16 years old… And about as human as you can get. I mean, there are a lot of people out there that can say they’ve got some sort of elven or dwarven or faerie in their blood or something, but not me. I’m pure blood human. The closest thing I’ve got to elf blood is Ruginion, and we all know that Ruginion land is just a bunch of ice at the top of the elven forest territories in Aglandia.

I attend Evermast Highschool in the kingdom of Dettal, and am about to enter my third year there. I would like to think I’ve been gifted with quite a few friends who, don’t get me wrong, are all wonderful in their own ways. But lately I’ve felt like a lot of them are sort of… drifting away, you know? Maybe it’s that ‘high school friendship’ thing. They say it never lasts.

But I shouldn’t be thinking about that depressing stuff right now. I’m on vacation. Summer vacation. Um… By standards, I’m pretty normal, my favorite color is pink, I have a bad habit of eating all the little sugary bits out of the faerie mixes (they’re so good! :3) and I’m a horrible procrastinator. In my spare time I like to design my own spells, and am a generally lazy person.

I’ve decided to start my own personal journal. Why? I already have one on the link connection (although that’s really less personal and more like telling people stuff.) and It’s not like I’ve got the time to keep something like this seeing as I also have a bad habit of starting more than I can finish. But I just thought that something like this would be nice to put thoughts down on. To say what I really think without other people commenting on it or giving objections. Besides, sometimes there are things in life that are much too… “Dramatic” to tell the world.

You know?

Why do I keep saying that? I’m not talking to anyone.

Did I mention I have a habit of talking to myself?



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