Friday, 11 February 2011

day thirteen: my handwriting

My handwriting is ridiculous! Even my mom says that if pigs could write they would have my handwriting. True, oh so true. I see other girls writing so elegantly and tiny, and then they try to read my mess and think it's written by a boy. But wait! My brother writes ten times prettier than me. I'm screwed. Luckily for me they invented typewriters and computers. (Probably by someone with a ghastly handwriting) 
So now you know. (Don't even ask about the poem that I wrote on the picture. I just scribbled something down to show you what my handwriting was like.)

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