Dearest Violet,

I'm really not supposed to be blogging now,
but i just felt an urge.

You see,
I'm now seated in front of the television,
typing on this mini laptop.

and behind me,
lies an old hag.

She's sitting on the sofa,
which i have told her many times not to put her leg on,
and reading my Horrible Histories book.

The Horrible Histories book which i left there some time ago.

And the old hag,
who's name is Celestine,
by the way,
is laughing at every thing she sees in that book.

"NEEEH. 'Never trust anyone with a moustache' HAHAHA."

(yeah, she laughs with "neeeh".)
(........)
(I really do wonder too.)

oh wells,
what can i say?

I love my sister.

Farewell~