31st of May, 2011...
Dear Diary,
Sebastian has informed me that the word "journal" is more widely used among males who dare keep a log of their feelings, and that the word "diary" was the term which females usualy use. Originally, I'd began today's entry as "Dear Journal," but the phrase didn't quite flow right.
Screw it. I'll use the womanly term.
Mei-Rin's destroyed yet another array of tablewear. The Genori and Wedgewood teasets of which I had been rather fond of lay now in broken pieces.
Somehow, Sebastian managed to keep the whole cabinet from crashing on top of her, despite the fact that he was outside pruning the roses on the opposite end of the estate just moments before. Somehow, he always seems to know about every little thing that goes on around here. It's almost as if he has sets of eyes in each room of the mansion.
Wait a moment...
How did Sebastian know that I've been using the term "diary?" ...
Reminders:
1) Repremand Sebastian for invading personal files.
2) Hide diary under pillow, instead of leaving it on nightstand in plain sight.
Signed, Master Ciel Phantomhive (whom must inquire his butler)
