Okay, this my third blog I've made on Blogger, and I hope it'll be successful and helpful to those who read it. It'll be about my life in general, and what happens everyday. I'll record each day on this blog, marked as "Day _", unless there's an important announcement that I have to make later. I will be talking about my friends, and school, but I won't mention the name of the school, and I'll use different names for my friends.
My name's Amaya. It's not my real name, so don't go about yelling at me about "omgz internet safety!1!!" and "omg i will stalk u!11". Just don't. It gets annoying, I reckon.
I'm 12. Born on June 8th, I'm a Gemini, but because of Ophiuchus or whatever the new star sign is called, I'm logically a Taurus.
Taurus is Latin for bull. Bulls are vicious. Is this a fore sighting? Answer, yes, it probably is. I'm as vicious as a bull. Yet again, my previous sign, Gemini, means twins. A really popular anime character's birthday is on the exact same day as mine, and I predicted it before her page fully loaded. http://danganronpa.wikia.com/wiki/Seiko_Kimura <-- Here's the link to the page. For proof.
I'm also mildly deaf, but I don't really like talking about it. It makes websites look a little too doctorish and medical-like when I talk about it. I'm just saying that I have a hearing aid and a cochlear implant. My deafness might come into play later in the blog, but who knows?
I have a really, REALLY annoying little sister, who's 9. Her name's Elenya (I'm using her real name this time. The world deserves to know it). She's such a bitchy bitch. And my parents are ALWAYS on her goddamn side.
STORY TIME!
For example, just now my mum called me to the kitchen. She asked if I would like a jam doughnut with cream in it. Elenya was holding the box of doughnuts, so as I didn't know what Mum meant, I tried to take the box away from her so I could analyse the box and its contents in full detail.
"Hey, don't snatch!" she whined, taking the box away.
"Let me take that box," said Mum firmly, forcing the box out of Elenya's grip.
"Would you like one, then?" she asked me patiently.
"Uh, um, maybe later," I said, as I had just remembered that I wanted to ask Elenya a very important question that was totally to do with this blog.
I followed her about an eighth up the stairs. "Elenya, can I ask you a question?" I asked. (The question was 'if your name wasn't Elenya, what would it be?' lmao.)
"No!" she yelled and took off further up the stairs. I followed her closely behind, and then I heard Mum.
"'Amaya,' get down!" she ordered. I didn't. I know I'm obstinate, but I can't seem to help it. I squeezed my eyes tightly shut together, and felt Mum next to me. "Stop antagonising your sister," she said.
Then Elenya said that she dropped the cream from the doughnut on the floor and it was all *my* fault even though I didn't do anything???
so typically i'm an antagonist without even trying to be one lol