KARA
Wow, I haven't wrote a journal since I arrived on this planet. But I had to start today. Today my life changed in a way I always wanted but was afraid to pursue. Today I flew for the first time in years. I embraced my true nature. I met a hot guy. I saved my sister and I also got pretty pissed off at her too.
So I decided that I would start journaling again like I did when I was a kid on Krypton. Eliza wanted me to start a "Diary", said it would help me to put my feelings down on paper. I would have but I was afraid that Alex (my sister) would read it and make fun of me. Although, I guess I could have wrote it in kryptonian. But that was a long time ago, when Alex and I hated each other. It's different now. We Luvvvv each other (most of the time). Right now, I'm feeling a little iffy on that. But, I digress, this journal is about my story. And it started today. Today I did something that I want to keep doing and I'm so excited and scared at the same time. But before I get to that, let me start from the beginning of my day.
So, I started the day the usual way: bus to business district of National City; quick stop at Noohans's to pick up Ms. Grant's Latté and a quick walk/run to Catco, while on the phone arranging Hamilton tickets for Ms. Grant's mother.
Catco is where I work as Cat Grant's executive assistant. Cat Grant, Ms. Grant, is the Queen of all Media and the most powerful woman in National City. (or she was, more on that later). She is not easy to work for and she never says my name right. But she is smart and I am learning a lot from her.
This morning I was met at the elevator by my best friend Winn. He is Catco's IT guy, super smart and a great friend. He was showing me a website that was talking about a guy with horns. Winn was super excited, claiming this guy was an alien. (If he only knew he was saying this to an actual alien, I think he would fall over). I, of course, told him that aliens don't exist and quickly pointed out he writes for that website. He asked me to go to the movies tonight and I had to pretend I didn't see his disappointment when I told him I had a date. A blind date, from a dating app. It did say we were 82% compatible so I expected it to be good (more on that later too - i.e. D.I.S.A.S.T.E.R!). Winn then proceeded to give me dating advice, this from a guy who dates less than me. But he meant well and his advice wasn't so bad, I guess.
It was at that point Ms. Grant came up the elevator. I heard her muttering to herself about someone using her private elevator. Having the ability to hear her on her way is a great advantage for me in my job and it also lets me gauge her mood upon entering the office. It wasn't bad today, so that was a positive sign that today would be a good day. I was right and wrong on that fact.
First Ms. Grant wanted me to write termination letters to almost half of the National City Tribune employees. It was her first acquisition but she said it was losing money and going to be phased out unless National City got some kind of superhero like Metropolis. I could do that, I could be that superhero but ... my sister, my family don't want me to expose myself as an alien. I could do it, I can do it. I will do it. I did do it. But Diary, first, you need to know what led to me choosing to do it.
Oh, oh ,oh I have to tell you Diary who I met today. Jimmy, uh, James Olsen(as he likes to be called). Wow, he is so tall and wow, just so wa'pow! He's my cousin's best friend and knows about Clark being Superman but he doesn't know about me. He's HOT, HOT, HOT! And that deep voice ... *sigh* He told me I look like my cousin around my eyes. Well, he didn't say cousin, he just said him, meaning Superman. That almost gave me a panic attack. I didn't know what to say. He also gave me a copy of his Pulitzer Prize winning photo of Superman. Point is he had me so flustered I forgot why I went to his office in the first place. Gawd, he must think I'm a complete airhead.
