(Tsuki's Journal)

Tsukiko Namasaki
age; 16
year; first
family history as i see it;

Mama and Papa were crazy when they were young. Papa inherited his spa chain from Grandfather - a crazy young man like Papa got a multi-million dollar corporation from his intelligent entrepreneurfather. Mother had been a model since she was a little girl; she was and still is very beautiful. They met at one of Papa's favorite spas and became friends. Oops. Within a week, they got married, I don't know why. There was a big deal about it, since Papa was one of the twenty richest men in Japan. But after a little while, everything seemed to calm down, and Mama got restless. Then she found out about me.

She didn't take pregnancy too well, I'm told. She didn't want me at all. It took begging and pleading to get her to keep me; they all lathered her up that she'd be a wonderful mother and that I'd look exactly like her. So when I came out looking exactly like my father, almost two months early, she was distraught. She went through a serious problem with postpartum depression - she lost her mind for a little while there. She refused to believe I was her child.

Once she got over that, all was well. Mama got restless a lot; she spent lots of money going on vacations to exotic places. Papa didn't mind, he just wanted her to be happy. That stage lasted until I was five, then they separated. This came as a 'great shock' to the tabloids... In my opinion, they spend so much time making stories up that they don't see the real ones. They stayed separated until I was nine, when they finally got divorced. I was sent to live with my Mama in her new house in America.

I hated it there. Mama had always wanted me to be a model, and I just wanted to make her happy, so I did it. But she was never happy with me, she always wanted better and better. So I tried harder and harder. Eventually, right after I turned fourteen, Papa took me to a doctor and they said that I was really sick, that I needed to gain a lot of weight. They had dumbed it down for me. I got to go live with Papa after that.

It took a long time for me to get better. I felt great after just a little while, and I always had a bunch of energy, but they said I wasn't quite ready for school yet. I had gone up to fourth grade in Japanese schools, and then until ninth in American Schools. I knew I'd be really far behind, so I asked Papa to hire me a tutor. He was happy to do it.

Just recently I've been allowed to enroll in Ouran, as long as I go to the nurse before lunch and take my vitamins. Apparently I'm not allowed to carry them on be because there's a risk that I'll distribute them... I don't quite get that. They're vitamins, for pete's sake... What harm could they possibly do? I'll be starting about a third of the way into the semester... I hope I'm not still behind.

friends;
I don't know anyone!