24.05.00
Hi diary.
Yes, you heard it. I'm starting a diary. Pretty rare for a boy. And especially for an 8 year old, almost grown up boy. That Gregor-jerk can't call me little-midget-Mike anymore. I mean he could be older than me but he sucks in football. After 10 years from now, I will be in Barcelona and he will play in reserve team of some 6th tier English club.....
But anyways back on topic now, and the topic is that I'm lame for starting diary. Ok, my mum had diary but yeah, she was a girl. Diary is a girls theme, not boys. But I will console myself with the fact that not everyone are the same. Exactly. That's what I will do. I can be kind of "girly" if I want to. Nobody told I can't do it. I can write diary if I want. I should do ... umm... what was it ....ooh - gender reassignment surgery. AARGGHH What's got into me ?!?!
P.S. The long word, the gender resinent surery - aah, well something like that was wrote by my mum. I'm not that good in it.
26.05.00
Dear Diary.
By the way before I start, why everyone has to write " Dear Diary " in front of a new chapter ?
It wastes so much space in front of the chapter and because of that, extra 100 trees are taken down in England only. ( Don't think I am " the number 1 geek " in our Natural Science class. We just had a test about nature conservation yesterday
Oooh and that I would not forget to tell you, I got B 8-| )
Talking about why I didn't write to diary yesterday, that's because I had my first ever
IN ENGLAND football training. IN ENGLAND because i moved to England when I was 6 years old. I used to live in Estonia, side-by-side with cows and pigs. I had to move a lot. When I was
5 years old, I moved to the capital of Estonia, Tallinn. That's where I went to my first football practice. I think I developed a lot there, because when I first went to practice, my juggling record was 4. When I tried to juggle in England, after few tries, I got 8.
About the first IN ENGLAND - yes I have to repeat it over and Over again, and yes, Over with a big O - About the first, Hah - you were wrong! I didn't repeat it again ! You got owned - and by who ?? A 8 year old boy!!!! HAHAHAA
Okay enough I'm ruining my diary! No more junk here, I'm getting straight to the business.
The first practice went pretty well, I gave an assist to some guy named Jake. I only know his name after first training. Ooh, wait I remember. There was some Greek guy named something like Poolingadelopus or ... or .... whatever. Anyways I started laughing about his name, because the first part of the name sounded like poo !!
Our coach got really mad and he started to talk about "how to respect other people" and so on. You could write a book about his talk. I didn't really listen to him. It seems like I didn't really impress him on the first day. But then the game started, with my perfect assist - I dribbled down the right side when I noticed boy with red hat standing and waiting for a pass. I passed the ball to him. Jake started yelling - " Why are you so stupid why didn't you pass to me you fool !! " It sounded like it. I didn't understand what did it mean, I just moved to England year ago so .....
Anyways the boy I passed to, he completely miss-kicked the ball !! But fortunately ball rolled right to Jake who scored it.
Ok I think I wasted enough paper with my "write-work" today.
Hi diary.
Yes, you heard it. I'm starting a diary. Pretty rare for a boy. And especially for an 8 year old, almost grown up boy. That Gregor-jerk can't call me little-midget-Mike anymore. I mean he could be older than me but he sucks in football. After 10 years from now, I will be in Barcelona and he will play in reserve team of some 6th tier English club.....
But anyways back on topic now, and the topic is that I'm lame for starting diary. Ok, my mum had diary but yeah, she was a girl. Diary is a girls theme, not boys. But I will console myself with the fact that not everyone are the same. Exactly. That's what I will do. I can be kind of "girly" if I want to. Nobody told I can't do it. I can write diary if I want. I should do ... umm... what was it ....ooh - gender reassignment surgery. AARGGHH What's got into me ?!?!
P.S. The long word, the gender resinent surery - aah, well something like that was wrote by my mum. I'm not that good in it.
26.05.00
Dear Diary.
By the way before I start, why everyone has to write " Dear Diary " in front of a new chapter ?
It wastes so much space in front of the chapter and because of that, extra 100 trees are taken down in England only. ( Don't think I am " the number 1 geek " in our Natural Science class. We just had a test about nature conservation yesterday

Talking about why I didn't write to diary yesterday, that's because I had my first ever
IN ENGLAND football training. IN ENGLAND because i moved to England when I was 6 years old. I used to live in Estonia, side-by-side with cows and pigs. I had to move a lot. When I was
5 years old, I moved to the capital of Estonia, Tallinn. That's where I went to my first football practice. I think I developed a lot there, because when I first went to practice, my juggling record was 4. When I tried to juggle in England, after few tries, I got 8.
About the first IN ENGLAND - yes I have to repeat it over and Over again, and yes, Over with a big O - About the first, Hah - you were wrong! I didn't repeat it again ! You got owned - and by who ?? A 8 year old boy!!!! HAHAHAA
Okay enough I'm ruining my diary! No more junk here, I'm getting straight to the business.
The first practice went pretty well, I gave an assist to some guy named Jake. I only know his name after first training. Ooh, wait I remember. There was some Greek guy named something like Poolingadelopus or ... or .... whatever. Anyways I started laughing about his name, because the first part of the name sounded like poo !!

Anyways the boy I passed to, he completely miss-kicked the ball !! But fortunately ball rolled right to Jake who scored it.
Ok I think I wasted enough paper with my "write-work" today.
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