리틀팍스

"I'd rather be hated for who I am than be loved for who I am not." - Kurt Cobain

Princesses, people think, must be pretty, fragile, and once in a life, turn into a frog. But I just can't understand. Why does if have to be a frog? Why can't be it cute animals like squirrels, rabbits, or cats? I'd rather be a squirrel than be a green, slimy frog!

 By this, I think I made myself clear that I am not a normal person. Of course, being a princess is unusual, but by "normal person", I mean "normal princess" 

 First things first. My name is Elene Kristin Newton. It's quite a normal name for a princess; considering I know a princess whose name is Meredith Hatchet Carcass, but I still don't like my name very much, even if it's normal. Kristin is okay, but       Elene is NOT okay. So many people, even my teachers, call me "Al-Len-Ae" and people who don't know me call me "Al-Len-Aa" I always have to explain that my name is Elene, not ELENA. Rather than that, my name is actually pronounced "Al-Lin", which most people get confused. At least my name is Elene KRISTIN. I would probably go mad if my name was Elene HATCHET. It's such a spooky and old-fashioned name.

 If you have noticed, I think not, I don't go to school. I home school, more likely CASTLE school, with my two other siblings, Caratha Ann and Eida Lou, which I usually call them Caratha and Eida. I say "siblings" because Eida is actually a boy! 

 Our name history goes back in years to when Caratha was born. At that time, mother and father had a fuss about names. They couldn't decided between Catherine and Martha, so they just mixed them, which lead to Caratha. The same goes with me, though I'm not sure what they mixed with Elena to make my name. Maybe Ann with an E?

 Eida's name was a special case. He was born the day my grandmother's niece, whom I just call Aunt to be friendlier, had a stillborn baby. It died even before it was born. To ease her niece's heavy heart, grandmother suggested the name "Eida", which was the name of the stillborn baby, to my parents. They happily accepted it. The name Eida became the start of Aunt Lavender and Eida's speical relationship. Aunt Lavender loves Eida, and treats him as her own son, and Eida treats Aunt Lavender as his mother, too. 

 And if you're wodering, our names are two words, like Elene Kristin and Caratha Ann, because my parents are really into naming us like that. They thought Elene Kristin was better than Elene, and Caratha Ann was better than Caratha. Don't ask me more. I don't have any idea why they think like that, even though I'm their daughter.

 For your information, I had a brother named James Fist, who died of a severe fever even before I was born. Maybe that, or mother and father's big fight, made mother go away.

 I don't really remember my mother, since she left the castle even before I was three months old. Father really didn't cared that mother left, and now that I'm twelve, he's already thinking about a new queen, even though my mother is still alive! At least I think so. Her last letter came sixth years ago, and she never called. 

 Oh, no. I wished to finish my introducing in this diary entury, but it's already half past noon. And I'll probably have may horse-back riding lesson in about twenty minutes if it doesn't rain. I hate horse-back riding because I hate the idea of jerking down the road. That just make me feel like puking. But I guess I have to stop this diary for lame horse-back riding. So I'll just have to introduce you to my siblings AFTER horse-back riding. And PLEASE wish me good luck!