Wednesday, December 3rd, home

Yippee! I got another note from my secret admirer today:

Hey Mia, are you going to go to the winter dance? I hope that the person who asks you is someone that you like. Keep on rocking!
Love,
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Does this mean that he'll ask me to the dance? Oh please, please, please!!

Hypotenuse= a2+b2+c2 square rooted

Thursday, December 4rth, Grand-mere's suite

Even as a princess, you would think I'm entitled to civil rights, right? Not the case with me. As opposed to the million of other teens living in NYC, I not only NOT get a Christmas break, but I have to work twice as hard during the holiday season.
Transcript of my yet another disturbing encounter with grand-mere:
Me: Hey grandma!
GM: Amelia! What did I tell you about protocol just yesterday???
Me: ...?
GM: You are not to address me using barbaric words! Well, you have two more weeks to learn to be proper.
Me: Huh?
GM: Why, I've forgotten to tell you? And do not under any circumstance use " huh "!
Me: Tell me what?
GM: Amelia, you are to be properly introduced to the citizens of Genovia during our annual winter ball at the castle.
Me: * faint *

Thursday, December 4rth, still in grand-mere's suite, 3 hours later

- Mia? Mia? Are you all right?
- Dad? Hey, what happened?
- You fainted.
- Why? I had this funny dream, grand-mere told me that I would be introduced to everybody in Genovia. Ha ha ha.
- That is why you fainted.
- NOOOO!!!!!!!

Homework:
Biology: research mealworm
Algebra: finish sheet 15 and do questions 1 to 4 p. 63
G&T: not unless we move to a parallel universe
French: itinerary of a make-believe trip to France

Friday, G&T, December 5th, post-swoon day

It's so nice to have friends who support me:

Lily: If you don't want to do it, tell them that! It's against the constitution for them to tell you what to do.
Me: I so wish I had the guts. I would if I hadn't sign a contract already. They would probably sue me if I refused to.
Lily: Their blood-related to you. I don't think they would sink THAT low.
Me: You haven't met grand-mere. Believe me, she would.

This is where Michael jumps in.

MM: Hey, any of you going to the non-demonial winter dance?
Me: I wish.
Lily: Not anymore I'm not.
Me: Lily, you know Boris isn't that type of guy!
MM: Who can actually picture him as a player?

Michael and me crack up.

Lily: I saw it with me own eyes!
MM: Lily, are you actually jealous?
Lily: NO!!!
MM: I've lived with you for 14 years, yes, you are jealous.
Lily: Humph!

And saunters away, leaving me and Michael alone...

MM: So why aren't you going?
Me: I would, but nobody asked me.
MM: You don't have a date?
Me: I wish.
MM: Well, um, I thought that um, ....

Bell rings.

MM: I got to go to biology. See ya.

What was he about to say???????? I'm going crazy! I've got to find out!