Disclaimer: I don't own the 39 clues, and I think it's hilarious that you have to write this every time. I mean, everyone already knows...
Since the motions of the atoms in a molecule are determined by quantum mechanics, one must define "motion" in a quantum mechanical way. The overall (external) quantum mechanical motions translation and rotation hardly change the geometry of the molecule. (To some extent rotation influences the geometry via Coriolis forces and centrifugal distortion, but this is negligible for the present discussion.)
Dan thinks I'm writing a senior thesis about molecular geometry. I don't think he exactly knows what a senior thesis is, because I'm only 14, like I said before. He did tell me that I looked like a senior citizen. Thanks, bro. Well, I suppose having my brother think I'm a nerd is a small price to pay for him not to read my diary… and he would think I was a nerd anyways. Greetings from Sunny Florida! Wish you were here (wish I were, too.) I'll neither confirm nor deny that I'm in Florida at the moment, all I know is that Nellie's music is too loud. I like classical, which is weird for a teenager… but composers are geniuses. I could never compose a score like Beethoven or Mozart (or Nannerl!) did (which is why I always knew that I wasn't a Janus) but I feel like I (okay, maybe not me, but Dan, at least- and he tries) could scream into a mike and call it music. Well, Nellie, whatever floats your boat.
We do have free time on the clue hunt- the stalkers just don't put it in the books because they think people will get bored. It's like the paparazzi. No one wants to see Angelina Jolie baking cookies. I'm not baking cookies, and I haven't for a long time, except the ones that come out of a can. I haven't since mom and dad died. Dad made the best chocolate chip cookies, I guess it figures being from Massachusetts and all. It's our state cookie, and I bet it's a lot of other state's cookies, but my dad said that no one could make cookies like a Massachusettsian. After that, he would start laughing because face it, who can say that word without laughing?
Wherever in the world we are, there are a lot of cute boys. A lot. We were just walking down the street, and whoa. Dan thinks it's hilarious when I turn red, but I can't help it! At least he didn't go up to them and tell them "my sister likes you", because he has before. I think he's starting to get more cautious and serious, which is a relief in so many ways but also a little… sad? We're so different from the kids we used to be. We've grown up pretty darn fast, and met up with a bunch of family members who want to kill us. At least on the college application (which yes, teachers at my old school were already starting to talk about in my 8th grade…) I'll be able to say "I'm unique. My family has the power to rule the world, and they want to kill me." The Cahill family must be enormous. Every day it seems like we find out about more Cahills. Dan thought it was wicked awesome that David Ortiz is a Tomas, but I was more impressed knowing that Gertrude Ederle was (yeah, we've been in Tomas territory, but I cannot confirm or deny if we are now). Still, they're Tomas. We're supposed to hate the Tomas and try to kill them. We're Madrigals. Ruthless and everything, the hunters. I feel more like the hunted.
People from Massachusetts are awesome! :P Tell me what you think of this... it's spontaneous for me and then I wonder what Amy would say. This is her diary- that's why she's not really "the shy Amy Cahill'' in it- if you think it's OOC tell me!