Dear journal...

Hi I'm Hourglass. I'm your average unicorn living in Ponyville. Not over the top and not... lame. Just me. Lime green eyes and light blue coat. With a light blue mane and a yellow streak running through the middle. Nothing amazing. I go to Ponyville Primary. It's where drama happens, I met my friends and heaps of other stuff. Then there's my parents. Goldcoin and Static. Goldcoin is my mother who works very hard for our family and then Static is my dad. I love him as well.

Then there is my four sides. On one side I'm happy, sad and angry then on my second side I'm a total maniac. My third is serious and quiet and my fourth deals with any other emotion there is. Otherwise I'm totally normal.

There is also another problem... It's about my lips. During summer my lips can get really dry. I have to put on this special lip balm from the doctors. Man it's a bummer. I mean... once I was on the schoolyard and most ponies didn't talk to me because of my lips. Only my friends.

Anyway so it's 2015. Which means grade 5 for me. Which mean's I'm with the kids from grade 3.... Who I really don't like. I got bullied in Grade 3. Just because of a stupid egg. So when I walked into my classroom on the first day I was freaking out. Now I'm okay with talking to the grade sixes. But I never ever talk to Kicker. He bullied me in grade 3. This is what happened.

My mum cooked me egg for lunch and we had lunch right after art so I had a little bit of texta on my finger and it got on the egg.

Big deal right?

So it was only a small blue spot and the boys on my table started joking and teasing me about it. Normally I would've screamed and slapped them like there is no tomorrow but I was in Grade 3. What did you expect me to do.

I was so lucky my eyes didn't give way because I was going to start letting tears trickle down. But then I told the teacher and Kicker yelled out:

"YOU CAN'T HANDLE A JOKE HUH?" Instead of feeling sad I felt like punching him right in the gut but I couldn't. The teacher told us to settle down and calm ourselves. So I walked with Quietleaves outside then caught up with my friends.

What a bunch of morons. Grade 4 was probably the best year of my life. My crush was in my class, all my friends were there and best of all: ALL THE GRADE 4S MOVED UP INTO GRADE 5! Woot woot! But the year went quick and before I knew it I'm stuck in grade five. Great.

Today I'm ready to go to school but we still have 20 minutes or something left so I'm here. Writing this. Time for breakfast... now.

Later!

---Hourglass.