Miss · Cornelia · Rothschild

I have a confession to make. Not that I care for anyone to know, particularly, least of all you, for you shall remind me of it every time I read the entry, and really, it is rude to not let bygones be bygones.

But, as far as I know, this sort of thing is what journals are meant for.

So...

(Why are you glaring at me like that?)

...I have kissed Mr. Hassanov.

But really he started it because he was curious about the human custom and so I let him and really he hasn't any lips at all he has only a grill and he can't even feel with it but he asked me if I liked it and I admitted that I did (I can feel, of course) and so he was glad that I was pleased at least and at any rate no one shall know if you do not tell them!

What an ordeal this has been! Honestly.

(Girls and boys should be kept this far apart at all times while visiting.)

Love,

Lia

Current Location:	The Window Seat
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