You Must Work And Should Not Be

Writing In A Diary Is A Really Strange Experience For Someone Like Me. Not Only Because I’ve Never Written Anything Before, But Also Because It Seems To Me That Later On Neither I Nor Anyone Else Will Be Interested In The Musings Of A Thirteen-year Old School Girl. Oh Well, It Doesn’t Matter. I Feel Like Writing.

The Weak Fall, But The Strong Will Remain And Never Go Under!

I Must Uphold My Ideals, For Perhaps The Time Will Come When I Shall Be Able To Carry Them Out.

The Young Are Not Afraid Of Telling The Truth.

At Any Rate, Daddy Usually Comes To My Defence. Without Him I Wouldn't Be Able To Stick Out Here.