Dear Mr.Journal,

I don't get it. Aren't journals meant to only be read by the people who write in them? You told me once you'd keep all my secrets but wow what a lie! BUSTED! So I bet your dieing to know about some secrets huh? Well to bad Mr.Journal. Secrets are meant to be kept and if I were to tell you everything then there's nothing left to tell. What happens after that you ask? Well to be quite honest I don't know. I guess nothing but oh how much fun it would be knowing everything about someone...

I can at least tell you a bit about me I suppose.... Well my names Kerri I live in MA with my mom dad and sister. Life's pretty original. Got a good group of friends but we're split for the moment (drama. yay...) Some people call me a prep others say I'm emo. I'm neither. I HATE preps (no offense) they always go after peoples weaknesses then take them out or just think they can get anything they want. You know what I'm saying? Good. Now as for the emo part.... nah I don't cut and look at all the good things in life even through the roughest times (attempt to I should say)

What's that? You want to know the most interesting that ever happened? Ummmmm to many to count!!!! Lets see there was one time I was 6 on a cruise and i really needed to pee but my uncle wouldn't take me so I walked away (know one lifted a finger trying to stop me) Hahaha never found the bathroom but got back easy. By the time I was back my dad was there and I gave him a heart attack and never did that again. Ohhhh ya and on that same ship I couldn't figure out how to shut the ice cream machine so i was yelling for help. Hehehe good times.

Sorry Mr.Journal I'm not in a typing mood today. Only real reason I'm typing now is I'm bored out of my mind! So ya I'll chat with you later..... maybe.......