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Mia Thermpolis-PRIVATE DIARY!!!!!
November 13
Today I told everyone at the lunch table about the Genovian ball, and my trip. And about my "acceptable" escort.
"So, who are you going to take about your escort?" Lilly asked me. I shrugged, and played with my spaghetti with my fork.
"I don't know. I mean, who would want to go all the way to Genovia with me? And besides, I don't know who I would ask. I'm not really friends with any guys, besides your brother," I pointed out. She muttered something, but I couldn't hear her.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing," she said, shaking her head.
Hmmm. I wonder what that was about anyway. Well, whatever.
"Well, I think I'm just going to have Edward be my escort," I said.
"Who's Edward?" she asked.
"Oh, he's the son of the Genovian prime minister," I said.
"Is he cute?" Shameeka asked. I scrunched up my nose.
"No. I've seen pictures of him before. He's like a mix of Boris Pelkowski and…and…a dog. I don't know. He's really geeky," I said pathetically.
Then the bell rang, and we all left.
School has been kind of boring lately. Nothing has happened.
I'm actually kind of looking forward to this ball thing. Maybe it won't be so bad. After all, I'll get an opportunity to get away from New York for awhile. I love New York, but sometimes I wish I could just get somewhere out in the open…somewhere where you didn't have neighbors for a mile around you. It'll be nice to have a break from school, and…everything.
And by everything, of course, I mean Michael.
The dance is in 3 days. I told Lilly I wasn't going, and she said that Boris was flying home to see family that week, and that she would stay home with me. So, we're going to sleep over at her house and rent some movies, and order Chinese. That sounds like it might be fun.
Listen to me! God, I'm depressing.
I seriously don't know why I continue this journal. To read it when I'm an adult, probably as the princess of a small European country, and remember how much my life SUCKED?!?!
Wow, that sounds like fun.
Oh, I almost forgot…something weird happened with Kenny today. I was sitting innocently at lunch, sneaking glances at Michael, as usual, when he comes up and asks me if he can talk with me. I'm like, "Sure," but I'm kind of hesitant, like maybe he'll take me to a back room and try to kill me or something. He just took me out into the hallway and said "Look, Mia, I don't want to hurt you, and I know it's only been a few days since we broke up, but do you think you could set me up with Tina Hakim-Baba?"
Ummm, what?
First of all, we did not "break up!" I dumped HIM. HE'S the one who's hung up on ME, not the other way around! Why is he acting like I'm so emotionally fragile?
Second, TINA?!?! He actually wants me to set him up with Tina? She is NOT his type. He needs someone…well, someone more like me.
WHOA…
Did I actually just say that?
No, I didn't mean it. I just meant that…okay, I admit it…I'm jealous. Not because I want Kenny, but because, well…it was nice to be wanted. You know? And I always had Kenny as, like, a back-up, just in case…
Oh, God, that is so CRUEL of me!!!!
Michael Moscovitz-Online Diary
November 13
Taryn asked me if I wanted to get together at the library and research stuff for our government projects. I said yes, even though I didn't really want to. I don't like working on serious projects with other people. Oh well. So I went. It was okay. Afterwards, I walked her home, and I could tell she wanted me to kiss her. I just couldn't, though. So I just kissed her cheek. I know she was disappointed, though. It's interesting…all of these years, I wanted a girlfriend. I told myself that I didn't really need to be "in love" with a girl, I just wanted someone to have fun with. And now, I have Taryn, who I know I could have fun with, and I can't stop thinking about…
You-know-who.
Anyway, I wrote a song when I got home.
Pretending I don't care
About you
Pretending to care
About her
You don't understand
The hell I'm going through
Because she's in my arms
And not you.
I miss you,
Did you know?
I need you,
Did you realize?
I love you,
And you don't know
Can't you see
Right through this act of mine?
Or am I fooling no one but you?
Everyday I wake up
With your smile dancing through my mind
And your laugh filling my heart
You've touched me in every possible way
And you don't even know
The one person
Who I thought could tell
Is falling for my lies…
I miss you,
Did you know?
I need you,
Did you realize?
I love you
And you don't know
Can't you see
Right through this act of mine?
Or am I fooling no one but you?
So that makes…4 songs about her. That's pretty pathetic. I'm still surprised she didn't figure it out after I sang "Tall Drink of Water" for her. That song couldn't describe her more if it actually had her name in it.
Mia Thermpolis-PRIVATE DIARY!!!!!
November 13
Today I told everyone at the lunch table about the Genovian ball, and my trip. And about my "acceptable" escort.
"So, who are you going to take about your escort?" Lilly asked me. I shrugged, and played with my spaghetti with my fork.
"I don't know. I mean, who would want to go all the way to Genovia with me? And besides, I don't know who I would ask. I'm not really friends with any guys, besides your brother," I pointed out. She muttered something, but I couldn't hear her.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing," she said, shaking her head.
Hmmm. I wonder what that was about anyway. Well, whatever.
"Well, I think I'm just going to have Edward be my escort," I said.
"Who's Edward?" she asked.
"Oh, he's the son of the Genovian prime minister," I said.
"Is he cute?" Shameeka asked. I scrunched up my nose.
"No. I've seen pictures of him before. He's like a mix of Boris Pelkowski and…and…a dog. I don't know. He's really geeky," I said pathetically.
Then the bell rang, and we all left.
School has been kind of boring lately. Nothing has happened.
I'm actually kind of looking forward to this ball thing. Maybe it won't be so bad. After all, I'll get an opportunity to get away from New York for awhile. I love New York, but sometimes I wish I could just get somewhere out in the open…somewhere where you didn't have neighbors for a mile around you. It'll be nice to have a break from school, and…everything.
And by everything, of course, I mean Michael.
The dance is in 3 days. I told Lilly I wasn't going, and she said that Boris was flying home to see family that week, and that she would stay home with me. So, we're going to sleep over at her house and rent some movies, and order Chinese. That sounds like it might be fun.
Listen to me! God, I'm depressing.
I seriously don't know why I continue this journal. To read it when I'm an adult, probably as the princess of a small European country, and remember how much my life SUCKED?!?!
Wow, that sounds like fun.
Oh, I almost forgot…something weird happened with Kenny today. I was sitting innocently at lunch, sneaking glances at Michael, as usual, when he comes up and asks me if he can talk with me. I'm like, "Sure," but I'm kind of hesitant, like maybe he'll take me to a back room and try to kill me or something. He just took me out into the hallway and said "Look, Mia, I don't want to hurt you, and I know it's only been a few days since we broke up, but do you think you could set me up with Tina Hakim-Baba?"
Ummm, what?
First of all, we did not "break up!" I dumped HIM. HE'S the one who's hung up on ME, not the other way around! Why is he acting like I'm so emotionally fragile?
Second, TINA?!?! He actually wants me to set him up with Tina? She is NOT his type. He needs someone…well, someone more like me.
WHOA…
Did I actually just say that?
No, I didn't mean it. I just meant that…okay, I admit it…I'm jealous. Not because I want Kenny, but because, well…it was nice to be wanted. You know? And I always had Kenny as, like, a back-up, just in case…
Oh, God, that is so CRUEL of me!!!!
Michael Moscovitz-Online Diary
November 13
Taryn asked me if I wanted to get together at the library and research stuff for our government projects. I said yes, even though I didn't really want to. I don't like working on serious projects with other people. Oh well. So I went. It was okay. Afterwards, I walked her home, and I could tell she wanted me to kiss her. I just couldn't, though. So I just kissed her cheek. I know she was disappointed, though. It's interesting…all of these years, I wanted a girlfriend. I told myself that I didn't really need to be "in love" with a girl, I just wanted someone to have fun with. And now, I have Taryn, who I know I could have fun with, and I can't stop thinking about…
You-know-who.
Anyway, I wrote a song when I got home.
Pretending I don't care
About you
Pretending to care
About her
You don't understand
The hell I'm going through
Because she's in my arms
And not you.
I miss you,
Did you know?
I need you,
Did you realize?
I love you,
And you don't know
Can't you see
Right through this act of mine?
Or am I fooling no one but you?
Everyday I wake up
With your smile dancing through my mind
And your laugh filling my heart
You've touched me in every possible way
And you don't even know
The one person
Who I thought could tell
Is falling for my lies…
I miss you,
Did you know?
I need you,
Did you realize?
I love you
And you don't know
Can't you see
Right through this act of mine?
Or am I fooling no one but you?
So that makes…4 songs about her. That's pretty pathetic. I'm still surprised she didn't figure it out after I sang "Tall Drink of Water" for her. That song couldn't describe her more if it actually had her name in it.