Dearest Diary,
Well the party came and went. If it wasn't for the fact that I will soon be embarking upon a new life in a
new town I would be compleatly disappointed. I am happy for Estella though. She seemed to fair a bit
better than I did when it came to attracting the lads. Alright she did a lot better. They seemed to line up for
the chance to court her. I was simply amazed at the amount she had asking for a dance before the music
even started. It was a splendid gala as a whole and I guess I should just admit that I am insanely jealous of
her right now. I can understand it though. Stell is beautiful. I could only wish to have half of her looks. I
seem to be more of the lass next door type, I suppose. She tells me not to worry about it. I am still young,
she says, and I have plenty of time to bloom into my full potential. Still I wish I could bloom into her
potential. Nonetheless, I can see what they see in her. I just hope living with her helps me to pick up some
of her secrets. I do believe she favored this one fellow quite a bit. I think he is a good friend of Fatty's since
I saw them having quite the jolly conversation earlier. He asked her to dance early in the evening and she
was with him for so long that he seemed to compleatly forget about his other companions that he was with.
One Lad, sadly enough the only lad at the party that seemed to pay any attention to me at all, seemed a bit
put out at the thought of his friend's growing fancy towards Stelly. He didn't have much of a problem in
taking out his frustrations on his mug of drink and my ears. As if I was pleased to sit back and watch my
friend ignore me for his. I spent most of my evening listening to this disgruntled lad verbally assault Stell
until I could take it no longer. I simply rose and explained that I didn't appreciate the tone he took
concerning our guest of honor since after all it was her party and that I hoped it was his ale talking for which
I figured he would pay for dearly come morning. He seemed to be taken aback by my outburst but he never
got much of a chance to argue since by this time Stell and her beau had come over to investigate my raised
voice. When the lad started to say something to his defense, her beau stopped him short by saying
something to the tune of "now cousin, I haven't the mind to comprehend any mischief that you have
displayed to Miss Bolger's dearest friend, but I am most certain that you should appologize." (it was by far
one of the best jobs at putting someone in thier place that I have ever seen) I saw the younger of the two
try to argue once more but he only managed to squeek out "But Merry" before Stelly's beau delivered him a
stern look that ment business. I think that pest of a lad new he was done for and he offered a pitiful "sorry"
that he half mumbled. Estella's lad seemed satisfied though, even if I was not, and said "Good. Now that
thats over, allow us the privilage to walk you two beauties home." I saw Stell light up and agree at once but
the mere thought of that rude lad trying to make conversation with me while the other two made eyes at one
another was more than I could take. I simply thanked them both, though I doubt this "cousin" had little to
be thanked for, and denied the offer. I told Stelly I would talk with her later, wished them all a good night
and I left. Not even one dance. Oh well, better luck next time.
-Di
Well the party came and went. If it wasn't for the fact that I will soon be embarking upon a new life in a
new town I would be compleatly disappointed. I am happy for Estella though. She seemed to fair a bit
better than I did when it came to attracting the lads. Alright she did a lot better. They seemed to line up for
the chance to court her. I was simply amazed at the amount she had asking for a dance before the music
even started. It was a splendid gala as a whole and I guess I should just admit that I am insanely jealous of
her right now. I can understand it though. Stell is beautiful. I could only wish to have half of her looks. I
seem to be more of the lass next door type, I suppose. She tells me not to worry about it. I am still young,
she says, and I have plenty of time to bloom into my full potential. Still I wish I could bloom into her
potential. Nonetheless, I can see what they see in her. I just hope living with her helps me to pick up some
of her secrets. I do believe she favored this one fellow quite a bit. I think he is a good friend of Fatty's since
I saw them having quite the jolly conversation earlier. He asked her to dance early in the evening and she
was with him for so long that he seemed to compleatly forget about his other companions that he was with.
One Lad, sadly enough the only lad at the party that seemed to pay any attention to me at all, seemed a bit
put out at the thought of his friend's growing fancy towards Stelly. He didn't have much of a problem in
taking out his frustrations on his mug of drink and my ears. As if I was pleased to sit back and watch my
friend ignore me for his. I spent most of my evening listening to this disgruntled lad verbally assault Stell
until I could take it no longer. I simply rose and explained that I didn't appreciate the tone he took
concerning our guest of honor since after all it was her party and that I hoped it was his ale talking for which
I figured he would pay for dearly come morning. He seemed to be taken aback by my outburst but he never
got much of a chance to argue since by this time Stell and her beau had come over to investigate my raised
voice. When the lad started to say something to his defense, her beau stopped him short by saying
something to the tune of "now cousin, I haven't the mind to comprehend any mischief that you have
displayed to Miss Bolger's dearest friend, but I am most certain that you should appologize." (it was by far
one of the best jobs at putting someone in thier place that I have ever seen) I saw the younger of the two
try to argue once more but he only managed to squeek out "But Merry" before Stelly's beau delivered him a
stern look that ment business. I think that pest of a lad new he was done for and he offered a pitiful "sorry"
that he half mumbled. Estella's lad seemed satisfied though, even if I was not, and said "Good. Now that
thats over, allow us the privilage to walk you two beauties home." I saw Stell light up and agree at once but
the mere thought of that rude lad trying to make conversation with me while the other two made eyes at one
another was more than I could take. I simply thanked them both, though I doubt this "cousin" had little to
be thanked for, and denied the offer. I told Stelly I would talk with her later, wished them all a good night
and I left. Not even one dance. Oh well, better luck next time.
-Di
