A Very Personal Entry From My Diary.

Thursday, August 25th, 2011

Thursday, August 25th, 2011

4:50 pm

Dear Diary,

Remember that zit I was telling you about? It’s gone! Nothing but a red little dot right there on my lip. I’m so happy to be rid of it.

Gosh, everyone’s so tall now. I mean the boys, obviously. A lot of them are taller than me, or they’re almost there. It’s such a new, unfamiliar thing to actually look up at the guys. It’s kinda nice, though, to not be looking down. Gives my neck a break, you know?

I keep thinking of my contract with Tate Publishing. It’s still right there in my room. The offer is nice, but the amount they’re asking for is just too much, especially with the econemy the way it is. Sure, it’s starting to pick up, but I’m pretty sure that most people don’t have $4,000. Sucks, right?

Well, maybe it’s not a dead end on my writing career. Maybe it’s a lesson. (I refuse to say ‘beginning’. Can someone say that that is one of the biggest clichés of the world. It’s ridiculous.) You know, if they liked it (not to mention the handful of people that read the book), then there’s bound to be another place that will want to publish it, too. I just haven’t been looking hard enough. (I’ll admit it! I’ve only looked at Tate. Yeah, I know. Bad me.) Besides, they are so obviously trying to scam me. I mean, they e-mailed me just a few days ago to offer me this “great one-time deal”. Gosh, is there no good criminals anymore?

Okay, that sounded so wrong …

Maybe I should work for the FBI or something. That’d be, like, so funny if they came looking for me as their personal “lie detector”. Seriously, hilarious.

You know, I really do know how to be, like, a top criminal. Not that it’s really hard. (Except that most criminals are stupid.) Haven’t you seen some of the crooks on TV? Like America’s Most Wanted. I mean, there are just these tiny mistakes that can be easily avoided.

Okay, I really need to stop before I become a suspect in a terrorist attack.

But do you know that there are so many signs that can tell you when someone’s lying.

I’m honestly wondering if I could join, like, the FBI or something, and be an interrogater. I think it’d be fun. What do you think? You probably think I’ve lost my mind.

Oh, I almost forgot to tell you! Yesterday, I got a letter from the Humane Society! They want me to volunteer from September to December! Eep! I am so excited! I love animals, and would have so much fun volunteering. (Even if I do end up picking up doggy do-do.)

Love,

Alison

5:44 pm