Wednesday, March 25th

Dear Diary,

now it's YOUR time. I promised to tell you about my whole day. And now I do it at last. You know, I'm still so ill. My terrible cold isn't much better. And you? I guess that you do not know much to get better again, do you? At four we had guests to have a cup of milk, tea and coffee with us. You know all about. My brother has birthday.
I feel not really good. Tomorrow I still will stay at home. Do you know how it is to be ill? No, you don't know? Hmmmmm, okay I tell you: it's terrible with the cold. Fortunately I haven't got any fever. But you feel weak then. And you better go to bed! But that's boring. Why don't you sit in the armchair and read a bit? That's good! But it's better NOT to be ill. You can't even go to school or to your work. Isn't that bad? You certainly can't imagine because you're a diary but all the readers will understand what I tell you. Isn't that true? So now I told you about the day.

Posted by MyLife, March 25th