Diary,
Sorry, but Dear is way to old sounding. This is a diary and I'll just call it such. This is starting off my time my story. I dream of being a huge rockstar one day. Just you wait I'll get it also. I'm going to be the ultimate threat on drums, guitar, and piano. Grandad always said I could do it. He taught me how to sing. I miss him.
The house is emptying fast. Mom and Dad are talking about rebuilding. I don't mind as long as it has a music room in it. Back to what I was saying. After Grim came for Grandma and Grandad, Britania eloped with her boyfriend. She said there wasn't much time and she wouldn't fit in any wedding dresses.
Hope and I aren't little kids anymore. We know she's expecting a nooboo. That's fine with us though! Someone for us to spoil and babysit. I played the piano for their little private ceremony. They didn't move very far either. They just moved next door. I guess we Millhams really do stick close together.
Uncle Roland hopes to have his wedding soon. His fiancé wants a big party. I've been in for hundreds of dress fittings...each for different dresses! If she ever makes up her mind then maybe we can finally have a wedding Mom says we have to be patient with new bride to bes. They are all like that and I will be too.
Mom laughs when I tell her I won't fall in love. The boys of Barnacle Bay are all dull. Not to mention a musician like me has no time for boys. I have to work on my guitar skills! Hope will be the sappy girly one and get married and have babies.
You make that sound like a bad thing.........
My journal Hope get out!
Anyways, Dad's gone off the deep end. Mom calls it mid life crisis. He was just fine when he went to work. Only he didn't go to work. Apparently, he got a makeover and came home like this.
Mom's mad. Apparently there's a tattoo also. No one will tell us where though. I've got to go. Mom's calling me to help her again. They are going off on vacation for two days. Why must I clean the house for them to leave? It makes no sense.
