MONDAY

→  27 DAYS left on Planet Earth.

So, it isn't a dream.

→→→  IT'S A NIGHTMARE!

As soon as I opened my eyes, Mama demanded I get writing for "future generations", so they can learn from my experience. Honestly, who in their right mind would want to read a book about a kid moving to Mars?

Just as I was thinking my life couldn't get any worse, it did! Today, Mrs SnotBrain (our principal) announced in assembly, in front of the whole school, that I was going to Mars.

→→  TOTALLY EMBARRASSING!  ←←

I just sat there wishing I could dig a grave and bury myself. When will adults learn that if there is one thing we kids can't stand, it's being put under the spotlight?

The whole day was a blur of schoolmates either congratulating me by bashing me on the back, or staring at me as if I were some sort of alien. (I'm going to Mars guys, I'm not from Mars.)

The last thing I wanted was to become a freak show, which incidentally, is exactly what happened!

Well, at least some good came out of it. Mbali said "Hi," to me.

True story. She actually said: "Hi, Thabo." She knows my name. She loves me. I've already planned our wedding.

The thought has crossed my mind that it could be a little tricky for us, what with living on separate planets. But that's a problem for another day.