Hahaha, I told you couldn't keep up! Make sure you haven't missed any of the previous updates, folks!
Thank you all for reading, thanks to the person that has reviewed (your English is fine :)) and I hope you enjoy! This chapter kind of hints of one of the upcoming storylines ... I wonder if you'll pick up on it? :)
Anyway, see you soon and leave a comment, even if it is just a kudos for my immensely fast recent updating, haha.
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PS: no one really cares about Michael's perspective on the break up? Yeah, well, I guess no one really likes MM break up, I should have known :p
Wednesday, April 2, Homeroom
Well, take that, Mr G!
So today at breakfast Mr G OF COURSE asked to see my Trig homework fully expecting I hadn't done it on the account of being at the embassy and with my boyfriend (ok, mainly the latter). Yeah, but he totally didn't expect that I actually did my homework. At 3 am, but nevertheless.
And guess what?
It was all correct!
Like I said, take that, Mr G!
Hmmm … maybe I really don't suck at Trig as much I think I do. Maybe I even passed that pop quiz on Monday.
Wednesday, April 2, Trigonometry
Yeah, right. Me good at anything math-related?
I totally flunked.
***Top Reasons Why It Rocks To Have a Boyfriend***
1. You don't care if you flunk trigonometry – you have a boyfriend! Isn't that like way more important?
2. You never feel scared while watching horror movies because either his arms are wrapped around you or because you spend the entire movie making out.
3. You finally have a exc useto renew your subscription to Sixteen magazine and no one looks you weird when you are excited when the new issue comes in mail – I mean, everyone thinks you are looking forward to new relationship advice when really you are just looking forward to newest Ryan Gosling shirtless pics.
4. You can listen to sad songs and no one will think you are depressed – everyone will simply assume you just like the song.
5. Given the fact that my father is in Europe and my step dad is good at maths and drums, but doesn't even know how to use our old vacuum cleaner it is surely nice to have a boyfriend to take a look at what is wrong with your iPod (I don't think it is a battery this time, but I am not too certain)
Wednesday, April 2, Psychology
During lunch I called Michael to tell him I had so much fun last night and to subtlety ask him what he is during this evening.
And guess what? He didn't have time to talk on the account of being in PALO ALTO, CALIFORNIA because of the Pavlov Surgical emergency (the manufacturing of his Cardioarm is happening there). That was pretty much all he said - I mean, besides telling me he loved me like three times.
He could have texted me when he got a news, really, so that I would spend the second half of Trigonometry LISTENING and not thinking about the evening with my boyfriend.
Yeah, I know I should focus on school since I am graduating in a month, but whatever.
Did you hear that, Grandmere? I just said WHATEVER.
***Top Reasons Why Having a Boyfriend Who Is a Genius/CEO/Founder and Presidentof His Own Company Is a Bad Thing***
1. He has all kinds of emergencies – though to Michael's defence, I think I am making a way bigger deal out of this that it actually is (I just miss kissing, can you blame me?). I mean, Michael always takes time for his family/me – like, he totally skipped three days of work when I went to visit him in Japan – and he told me those were the only days when he didn't go to the lab the entire time he was in Tsukuba. That must count for something, right?
2. He uses these economic /business expressions I don't really understand. Though, again to Michael's defence, he never really talks business with me. Probably because he knows I can't even tell a difference between an empty battery and broken iPod. (ok, it is kind of hard to actually THINK of the reasons why Michael being all of the above is a bad thing. God, I am a terrible feminist and I am still totally sleep deprived!)
3. He totally helps your cousin create his own fashion business, meaning from then on you keep changing designers and the risks of somebody spilling beans regarding the true size of your breasts is that much higher.
4. Your grandmother pretends to like him, meaning she only tolerates him, meaning the situation is not that much different that it was when she was open about hating him. Only, not she isn't talking about how 'unworthy' he is, but instead is going on and on about how he will have to learn French, the history of Genovia and how he has no idea how things in Europe are on the account of never having lived there (well, Grandmere, neither have I, did you forget?)
5. Now that he is rich I guess our old rule of making each other birthday/Christmas presents is in jeopardy. Or is this actually a good thing? No, it is a BAD thing – I mean, before when facing the task of thinking of a proper gift for him, I could only consider things I could MAKE. Now I will have to consider everything I can BUY, meaning the selection will be that much more difficult.
Wednesday, April 2, on my way home
Princess Lessons are cancelled for today. Vigo just texted me.
Since when is Grandmere cancelling Princess Lessons? I mean, she likes torturing me almost as much as she likes her Sidecars!
This is not good. This is so not good.
And I know she is not sick. She is never too sick for Princess Lessons. EVER. I mean, we are talking about a woman here that had a fever worth an ICU on her wedding dance and still danced till, like, morning!
Wednesday, April 2, 5 pm
Just talked to Dad. He will never admit it, but I think he likes me having a laptop. Now I can escape the room every time Mum starts nagging Dad about not telling me off for buying such expensive clothing (she found a price tag from the jacket I had bought for Michael's return, she was not happy about the number of zeroes, politely put).
Anyway, Genovia LOVED yesterday's event! It was actually partly broadcast live there and looks like almost 70% of the population watched! Well, whoever the director was, he surely knew what he was doing – apparently there was no me running away, no Grandmere running away and no Arne and Frederik almost pulling of a Darcy and Cleaver. Dad said people's favourite part was René singing the Genovian pop songs. He said the bars in Genovia have been playing his signing for the entire day.
I hope René doesn't find out about this. I would never hear the end of it!
Anyway, Dad called me from the five-star restaurant where he had invited Gloria, his campaign manager, to lunch on the account of doing such a great job. I think the lunch had turned into a dinner by the time he called and they surely looked like they had a great time.
I hope he plays it smart with her. She actually has BRAIN comparing to his previous girlfriends. Besides, it is high time he settled.
Wednesday, April 2, 6 pm, loft
Lilly came over just as I was about to start my Trig homework. She just came from the studio. But she wasn't working on the next episode Lilly Tells It Like It Is – which, by the way, is the most popular on Korean's Third Channel, which I think it is kind of a big thing since the channel broadcasts the shows from all over the world and the shows about, for instance, Scottish foods, Icelandic way of eating a shark, African dances and poisonous snakes of Australia.
She is actually preparing a surprise for Michael. She will show it to him at the Columbia Event.
I asked her if that truly sounds like a good idea, but she just smirked.
Then I asked her why she'd even told me, but she just smirked some more and asked me why I still bothered putting powder on my nose since a) she knew I had a hole there, and b) since doing a show about mutilation bodies back in our Freshmen year nothing could still shock her. In response I too just smirked.
Wednesday, April 2, 8 pm, Ray's
Soon after the last entry René showed up. He had spent the entire day answering fan mail on his Facebook account, he knows perfectly well how popular he is in Genovia and he is basking in glory. He even invited me and Lilly to dinner - and for a change I guess he will actually be paying! Well, this time here is no Harry to pay instead of him. As far as I know (and I know a lot since he texts me every morning – well, that's a middle of a night for me, since he is in Europe – a song he thinks will cheer me up before another school day. Yesterday, before Michael came home, his song choice was - Britney Spears - Ooh La La. Whatever, really) he is currently in Amsterdam when Nastassja, his girlfriend is being photographed for the newest CoverGirl Netherlands line.
But you know what? The weird thing is … René and Lilly actually get along more than fine …. They get along better than René and I!
I am totally serious! They are going on and on about the conspiracy of pharmaceutical companies – they insist they have discovered the cure of Ebola like ages ago, but they don't want to send it to Africa because they want people to fear. They say that if people are afraid, they are controlled more easily and therefore, they will be more naïve when it comes to buying drugs and the pharmaceuticals will earn that much more money.
I know. Who'd figured that René is so smart? I didn't think he could even spell pharmaceutical.
And before Ebola they were talking about missing planes and how it is all just a conspiracy against Malaysian airline company, saying definitely somebody wants to use it for its profit and the easiest way to get it is to make sure the prize of the company drops really low, so that they can buy for basically free and then make it into a blockbuster.
And of course René spilled the beans and told Lilly what my Senior Project really is. She said that she suspected it was something like a romance novel, since I hate Genovia (which I don't) and I surely wouldn't spend a whole year writing about its oil, yet alone the oil from centuries ago (it took more than a year to finish, thank you very much). And not to mention, then she went on this long rant about how unassertive I STILL was and how I would never get anywhere if I don't take a leap of faith (a leap of faith? Who said I never take a leap of faith? I totally flew to Japan last year to face my ex-boyfriend, while being completely sure he hated me – ok, in reality he still loved me too, but I didn't know that before take-off, did I? Even though pretty much everyone keeps telling me it was completely OBVIOUS to everyone. Even to Harry who had never even met Michael before Christmas. But whatever, I didn't know, did I?).
"What do you have to lose," she asked me, "if you send the novel to the publishers?"
"Um… I would feel crushed if they rejected me!" I screamed.
"Well, then remember how many times that The Mediator author was rejected. Or Harry Potter. Publishers are just people, Mia, and by now you should have realised that the majority of time, people are being stupid. Take yourself for example."
You'd think René would come to my defence, but of course not! He kept on nodding, even though I am supposed to be the mature one!
I totally wanted to pour the ketchup all over him. It is not like it would hurt his new fame status. There were no paparazzi anywhere. Which, if you think about it, is kind of weird. Yesterday, when I was out with Michael, they too were absent, but the night I went to dinner with JP, they totally knew where I was.
Actually, if I really think about it, the majority of time they appear I am with JP.
Great. So now media is like Grandmere as well? Only saying they like Michael, but in reality they still want me with someone like JP?
I hate this world sometimes.
Wednesday, April 2, 11 pm, loft
*Update on hating the world situation – like those occasions when your boyfriend phones you from California to let you know he wouldn't be coming home tomorrow either, because the emergency was taking longer than expected..
"But," he added, "I will totally make it up to you, I promise."
You know, I thought the whole point of Michael's coming home from Japan would mean us being together more.
Well, at least I have time for homework.
Yay.
Not.
To Be Continued.
Broughttoyouby:::winter.