A/N: I don't own the Hunger Games, surprisingly enough.
January 28th, 2225
Today everyone was chattering about yesterday's announcement about the Quarter Quell. Everyone agreed that it would be an awesome twist, but I heard several people mention that it was horrible as well. And not in the correct way, which is that it's awesome because it's horrible. Those soft-hearted people were sympathising with the districts. It's a good thing that rule change will not be favorable for them. The districts deserve it. Sympathy doesn't belong in Panem. The Hunger Games do.
When I brought this point to a boy in my class, he responded saying that we should understand the districts, since we rule over them. Really. All we need to understand is that in order to keep them in line, we must be harsh. We must rule with an iron fist. Today, we are not nearly as hard on them as we should be. It told him this, and he just rolled his eyes and walked away. Well, it is more important that I know this. He's not going to be president one day. Me? I am.
I told Father about this. He replied, "Some people just don't get what life's about. I'm glad you do. It's an essential characteristic of any successful person."
I most certainly agree with Father about this. It's another reason I am to be president one day: I know the essentials of life.
But then Mother has to get involved in matters she does not understand. "Corry," she said, "don't listen to your father about this. Be a kid for once, will you? Don't waste your time with politics."
I told her that as I will one day be president, I needed to understand things like this. She just told me not to let Father "warp" me. As if being like him was a crime. Mother just doesn't understand. A shame. One day, I will not be able to live with her any more. She will have to go. One day.
Now I come to the topic of my sign off. I could say sincerely, but honestly, I am not always sincere. I could say something like Coriolanus, or Snow, or future president, or something along those lines. But I am still ten, and it does not seem quite right to sign off in such a way. So, I think that for now, until I have matured a bit, I will sign off by my nickname, which is, while rarely used, still my nickname: Corry. Please note that I never go by this name. But it is my...hidden name, and this my hidden journal, so I suppose it is appropriate to correlate them. Immature and foreign as it is, I think I will use this sign off until I can think of something better.
Until I have reason to write again,
Corry
