Okay, this is the last one, I promise. As you read, please bear in mind that I was a) 16, b) a country girl; a tower
with 80 floors therefore seemed extremely
tall to me, and c) writing before mobile phones or
the internet were a thing.
My hover
board broke down today, so I had to walk to McDonalds for breakfast. Mum said
the exercise would be good for me, but I was still really annoyed. Then when I
got home I found Rowena on the floor. She had run out of batteries, which meant
that the ironing hadn’t been done and I couldn’t wear my silver undies. Stupid
robots. They are so unreliable.
Jessie rang
up to tell me that she was going to the moon with her family. I was really
annoyed because she’s taking Candy instead of me, when I was the one who took her on my family’s space trip last year. She
is such a bitch.
I had lunch
with Percy and he tried to get me to climb up on the roof of his dad’s work
building because he said that when you got up there you could see the sky. I
couldn’t be bothered walking up all those steps though, because the elevator
only goes up to floor 80 in Percy’s dad’s work building. Anyway, I’ve heard the
sky isn’t all that interesting.
Grandma
turns 150 tomorrow and she said that when she was young, the sky was blue, not
grey. But then Grandma also said that she was as skinny as Percy’s mum when she
was younger, and I don’t believe that.
Sometimes I
get jealous of Percy because he is skinny and so are his mum and dad. But then
I remember that his family doesn’t have a telewall or a robot, and they only
live in a house and they don’t eat McDonalds and Percy has to walk everywhere
because his parents won’t buy him a hover board even though dad says they can
easily afford one. And then I feel heaps better.
I couldn’t
find the remote for the telewall so there was nothing to do all afternoon, and
it was so boring just sitting around and thinking.
I should
have good luck tomorrow, though, because I found a nine-leaf clover.
Grandma said
that when she was young, lucky clovers only had four leaves.