There's no sympathy for the dead; Mannequin

[Oliver Mannequin]

Property of:

Oliver [Ollie] Mannequin

Caution:

May contain things that are not good for oneself, in other words, if you know what's best for you, do not read this journal notebook and just mind your own business.

[Oliver Mannequin]

I don't blame you for being you
But you can't blame me for hating it

Friday, November 23th, 2007

I have been at the school for days now. I am not sure how long to be exact. There is no point on counting on it. I didn't even think that i would make friends when i entered the school. I thought i would be...all alone, of course almost all alone because i have my twin with me, but were don't see each other much.

I made friends. That's a good thing right? And i talked more than usual. Or is it just the usual. I am not so sure. I just talked. The end of the story. In the school, people get put in different houses. Mihael is the name of the house i got into. I don't know why but that's what house im in. James is in the house called Gryffindor.

I know my writings must bore you to death so i must leave now. It's awkward just writing and i have no idea how im suppose to write. Am i suppose to write like this? Just brief? Or is it suppose to be more of a story like? I don't know, so i must leave you at peace.

Ollie