A/N: Hello again, my friends! 'Tis me, *Mystery*Juice*2302*! I feel the need to explain a few things and thank a few people.

First of all, I'm sure you're all thinking, "This author-child is insane! How dare she put a minimum review number on her chapters?" So here's what happened. First of all, a certain little SOMEONE (no names here) didn't think I could get very many reviews ever, on any of my stories. So I had to prove them wrong, and that was the easiest way to do it. Don't worry, I won't do it again. I love you guys too much for that. ::snickers:: Second, school's almost out for break and I've had to be cramming for tests and going to study-groups and all sorts of great stuff, so I wanted an excuse not to write. Well, thanks a lot. Now I have to post this.

Thanks to everyone who wrote me reviews, as provoked as they may have been: Cousin It, carissa, Bookworm, Meatball Head, Calliope, Ax, andie, Megan, What's Their Name, and CMM fan. Wow. 12 reviews in a day. I'm impressed!



Okay, here you go.



~*Wednesday, October 8*~



Right now, I'm in a state of pity for the world. People in Southern Asia are starving. Another bout of hoof-and-mouth has spread across the British Isles. And here in New York, I've got a delusional brother living in my house and Mia has a delusional grandmother breathing down her neck. That's right; the crazy European Grand-mere is here. Gag me with a fork.

Mia didn't even tell me about it, so I can't even say anything to her about it to offer comfort. I heard about it by listening through the wall on my parents' conversation after my mom got home from talking with Mia's mother. Yes, that's right. your "perfect" little Lilly was eavesdropping on secret conversations. Give me a break. I'm not THAT much of a goody-goody, am I?



Don't answer that. I know what you're thinking.



Great, great, great. There you go again, Lill. Giving a diary animation, thoughts, possessions, emotions. What kind of a psycho are you? Now you're even talking to yourself in second person.



Obviously I shouldn't be writing. More tomorrow.





~*Friday, October 10*~

Yes, I lied. I said I'd write more yesterday. Well, technically, I said I'd write more tomorrow, but THAT was two days ago, so the day I meant was. oh well. My life is so boring I couldn't come up with anything new yesterday.



But now, something a little bit more interesting has arisen. Actually, make that TWO somethings. First of all, my delusional brother has gotten even more delusional. Either that, or there's something Mia's not telling me. Michael told me he saw Mia at Einstein after school during computer club in a DRESS! (Preposition overload!) And panty hose! What is up with my little tomboyish buddy? This is SO not like her. Is she suffering some sort of post-traumatic stress disorder from having the psycho side of her family show up?



My other interesting news is a little bit more productive, a little bit less tabloid-requiring. There is scandal, cheating, racism, and blatant prejudice, all going on in New York City. I know, I know, you're not surprised. This IS New York City, after all. But did I mention. it's all going on at "innocent" little Ho's Deli? Unfair pricing policies galore! Discounts ONLY to students of certain races-or, should I say, a certain race?!?! I've been cheated out of 5 cents on my gingko biloba puffs! And it's not like I can go anywhere else instead. The Deli is right near Einstein, and everywhere else is. not. Far away. Inaccessible to me in the short periods of time I have between school and... well... home. But that's not the point! The point is that the Ho family is taking advantage of the poor, innocent, non-Asian students at Einstein that don't have the time I have to travel across town to another eatery, or who don't have the sharp mathematical minds to figure out that they're being cheated out of their money. I must alert the city. This is one of those times when I'm glad I have a TV show. I feel like some sort of chivalrous lady of the Middle Ages, saving everyone in my town by fighting a crusade against unfair pricing. Well, okay, maybe it's not a crusade. I'm not doing it for religious reasons, and I'm not being racist. THEY are. But still, you know what I mean.



PLEASE review!!! I'll write more soon. I'm on Christmas break at 2:40 tomorrow! Yay!

*me*