Part I: January- Junior Year

Jan. 3, 2008

How do you open a journal entry? Does this work? I don’t really know. I’ve never actually HAD a journal before. My loverly friends got this loverly book of blank paper for my Christmas present. They have this crazy idea that I am neurotic. Funny, isn’t it? How could they think that I, Violet S. Keeling, am neurotic? It’s preposterous! I am NOT neurotic! What ever gave them the idea that I am? I have no clue. Seriously, how could they think this?

My caring friends, loving as they are, call this my “Neurotic Journal”. Come on, guys! I’m not neurotic. I’m not…

Signed,
Violet S. Keeling

Jan. 4, 2008

My loving twin sister, Kiki, took the liberty in inviting our friends over. Kiki forgets that when they do stay over, everyone has to stay in my room since it’s bigger than hers. My room is a disaster, because instead of cleaning it last night I stayed up pondering my friends’ diagnosis of my “neurosis” (they’re wrong!). So, right now we’re down in the basement/rec room. Jeremiah Jester; Aaron, Anya, and Elizabeth Willis (Anya and Elizabeth are twins and Aaron is a year younger); and, of course, my favorite twin are all asleep scattered around the room. I, however, am stretched out across the pool table (it has been cleared off, so it makes a nice bed!).

Earlier, we discussed my “neurosis”. (I’m NOT neurotic!!!!) Aaron hugged me and said, “Vye even though you’re neurotic, we love you.” I’M NOT NEUROTIC!!!

Signed,
Violet S. Keeling

Jan. 5, 2008

Kiki and I went into town this afternoon. We ran into Jeremiah. The three of us walked through the store together. They talked while I straightened the shelves. Doesn’t that just irk you? What am I asking “you” for? You’re a bunch of bound papers. Paper can’t talk. I mean, it’s not living. Anyway, what was I talking about? Oh, yes! The shelves in the store. I don’t get how more people don’t get bothered by the messiness of the store shelves.

My room, unlike the now-neat store aisles, is still a mess. I hardly ever clean it. Jeremiah teases me about it all the time; because, I keep the store aisles so net, yet my room is a disaster area. He says it’s another sign of my “neurosis”. (Guys, honestly, I’m not neurotic. Really, I’m not.) I don’t think that I’m the only one who straightens the shelves. I hope…

Signed,
Violet S. Keeling

Jan. 7, 2008

Monday. Yippee! (That was sarcastic, by the way.) I walked to my first hour class with Jeremiah talking to me. I didn’t even know he was there until I tripped on something and he stopped me from meeting the uncomfortable ground. Apparently, I missed his entire story of Aaron trying to impress his girlfriend with his singing abilities, only to have his voice crack. Kiki, having caught the whole thing on the video setting of her camera, is keeping it for blackmail.

Anya and Elizabeth, being twins like my dear sister and I, spent the morning planning things in their made up language. (Though I am not neurotic, I do believe my dear friends are.)

Signed,
Violet S. Keeling

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