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while!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well, actually more than a while, but whatever. I
really hope you like it!! OMG Princess in Pink, the Princess Diaries # 5 is
coming out in the US on MARCH 23rd !!!!!!! I CANT WAIT!!!! Hehehe ok, I'm
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Tuesday February 10th
Well, I got my dress.
For the Valentine's Dance, I mean.
And let me tell you. It is so totally GORGEOUS!!
I am so not kidding. If Justin doesn't ask me out before the dance, when he sees me he will so regret it, because this dress is the most beautiful thing ever!!! The dress is lavender and has spaghetti straps with this accordion ruffle on the bodice. It's made out of this really floaty looking material, yet it still looks totally fashionable. The skirt is sort of accordion style too, except it sort of sweeps around at the bottom. It's actually one of my mom's own designs, and I would normally not be caught DEAD in something my mom made because, you know, its my MOM, not Coco Chanel, but I decided to give Coco a break for this dance. My mom, Amy Weinberger, is a fashion designer. Actually, she was an orthodontist, but she decided that she didn't like being an orthodontist, so she went to this whole fashion school when I was about nine and voila! She became a fashion designer. Of course like, no one has ever heard of her, but, she says, by the end of this year, everyone will be wearing her clothes. I say, as if that will ever happen. I mean, her clothes are really cool, but our last name is not designer-ish enough for people. I mean, who wants to wear something with Weinberger written across the front like it's the new Abercrombie and Fitch? Give me a break. In my opinion, she should have stuck to the whole orthodontist thing, because that was like totally more successful, but whatever. I would never be an orthodontist. Looking in the mouths of gross gross gross little kids. I totally shudder to think about it.
And, of course, not only is the dress going to be perfect. I'm going to have my nails done in this sort of silvery-shimmery lavender color (its Revlon Color Illusions, silver switch I think.) I'm going to get my hair sort of curled but not really, just wavy, and leave it down, because I so totally like my hair down better than up. I am going to look sooo good! So there Nanette!
One unfortunate thing; Justin didn't get the last letter I wrote him, because Bailey was watching when he picked it up, and then Josh started talking to him and Justin dropped the note and failed to pick it up. (Hopefully this was an accident). Gosh, does Josh always have to go and ruin everything? But whatever. I got all new binders and notebooks today (for the third time this year), because who wants to walk around with notebooks that say "I love Josh Richter" and "Mrs. Josh Richter" all over them? Obviously Nanette finds nothing wrong with this practice, as she already has like 22 "I love Joshes" on her planner alone. But if Justin does ask me out and we become an "item", I am so putting "Mrs. Justin Baxendale" on my planner. But just once, because I don't want to be like Nanette. Ok, maybe a couple of times but.........
Later
Oh my gosh!!! So I was just sitting in Health and Safety and we were all working on our individual projects – we have to design a poster that will teach elementary kids about the safety of wearing a helmet when biking. I mean, what kid really wants to sit there and read a poster that a bunch of high schoolers made about safety? – when that moron Mia bumped into my chair and maid me drop my notebook. And I was just about to tell her just how much of a fur-reek I thought she was when someone tapped me on the shoulder and said in this voice that totally made me forget my name, "Um, I think you dropped this", and there was Justin holding my notebook!! I couldn't speak for like five seconds and then I was like, "Oh, thanks!". At least I think I said thanks! I hope I said thanks!!!. But anyways, I regained composure, and he started talking to me!! He was all talking about how stupid it was to have to do the posters, and we were just talking about all these random things, and somehow I started talking about cheerleading! When I realized that I was babbling on, I stopped, and was all, "oh sorry, you probably don't care", but he was like, "no, I'm good". How totally gentlemanly-ish! Ok, so that isn't a word, but who cares??! Justin and I talked!! And also, Josh would never listen to me talk for more than five minutes without walking off after a few minutes acting all annoyed and mumbling something about how "chic's talk too much, man". So it was a nice change to have someone listening to me. Especially nice for a guy with smoky eyelashes to be listening to me! Well, I'd better get my beauty rest for Friday, even though Friday is still three days away, but I so cannot go to the dance with purple spots under my eyes.
Wednesday February 11th
English Journal-Pertinent Stats
NAME: Lana Elisabeth Weinberger
AGE: 14 and ¾
YR IN SCHOOL: Freshman
SEX: Female
DESCRIPTION: Five feet and six inches of perfect skin, and the most gorgeous blonde hair (all natural), not to be vain or anything. Blue eyes, size seven shoe. Plus, I don't go anywhere without my totally cool Gucci purse. Overall, I am one of the most popular girls at AEHS. Well, at least, I was until Nanette Grelesius came along and stole my boyfriend and my spot at the cheerleader's table. But whatever.
PARENTS:
Mother: Amy Weinberger
Occupation: Was an orthodontist, now a fashion designer.
Father: Tom Weinberger, passed away when I was five.
PETS: None, since they are totally unsanitary. Plus all that stuff like woodchips for hamsters and litter for cats can totally get under your nails, and it is soo annoying getting it out. Because one time I had to pet- sit my cousin's two gerbils and cat, and let me tell you something. Pets are WAY uncool. let alone have my own pets. I mean two words: LITTER BOXES. And boy does it majorly rot to get all that under your nails. GROSS!!
BEST FRIEND: My best friend is probably Bailey Swanz, because she's the girl I hang out with the most, but my real best friend was Britney Haloway- , who moved away to Hades in the sixth grade because her parents decided to become missionaries. (I feel sooo bad for her. I mean, there is so not a Chanel or an Abercrombie in Hades. At least I don't think so.)She and I would always have so much fun together, getting our hair and nails done and making fun of the rejects at our school. But then she stopped responding to my mail and so maybe she like, moved... I dunno. Whatever, I am like getting way into this journal thing and it is way uncool.
BOYFRIEND: My ex-boyfriend was Josh Richter, but when he dumped me for Nanette Grelesius, I realized that I had never really liked him, because he may look like a model in his uniform, but his brains are like, nil. Not there. Nada. Plus, I could name guys at this school that are hotter than Josh. Ehehehe.
ADDRESS: I've lived in New York City all my life. My mom and I live in this really awesome apartment, and our neighbors are all really cool. Two of my neighbors are Broadway singers! Which means that sometimes, if I bug them enough, I get tickets for free! It is like totally amazing. The only weird neighbors are these geek people who just go around studying and reading all the time, and don't even own a television, OR paint there nails, and all that is by choice. I mean, come on! Who studies and reads when you can be watching cool reality TV shows and painting your nails?? Not that I don't study, Mrs. Spears. I'm just saying that people should really learn to multi-task, and then they can study AND paint their nails, all while watching Average Joe 2 (seriously, who would even want to be seen hanging around with those ugly dudes?)
Well, now I've gotten my English journal done. But what about my date to the Valentine's Day Dance??????
Wednesday February 11th, Lunch
I'm sitting with Bailey, Stacey, and a couple of my other friends at lunch today! They all migrated over to the table where I sit from the table where Nanette took over! Nanette is left with like, five people at her table, which is a lot less than the twelve people she had when she first came! Oops, gotta go...
Stacey just asked me what I'm doing. I told her that I forgot to do my English Journal homework, and am doing it now. I don't want them all to think I'm a nerd like Mia, writing in a journal and all. For once, thank you Mrs. Spears, for giving me an excuse to write in here!
Later
So Justin and I were talking in Health and Safety again!!! It was like we've known each other forever! We were arguing about this whole American Idol episode (friendly arguing, not like a fight or anything). It seems like when you can argue with someone, then you are comfortable being around them, and you're more happy around them. At least that's what I hear. But whatever, I'm starting to sound like a total loser. But it was sort of hard to hear what he was saying, what with being so distracted by his smoky eyes. AHH he has to ask me out!!!
Thursday, February 12th, Health and Safety
I am like so DYING OF BOOOREDOMMMM!!!!!
Well, we've moved on to fire safety now. FIRE SAFETY. Like we didn't learn FIRE SAFETY in first grade. God this school is demented, I mean they treat us like a bunch of idiotic preschoolers-
Oh my gosh. Justin just asked me if I'm going to the Valentine's Day Dance. IS HE ASKING ME OUT???????
Later
False alarm. All he said was that I should go because the crew team is doing some demonstration. I told him I'd think about it. Will he get the message already???? THE VALENTINE'S DAY DANCE IS TOMMOROW AND I DON'T HAVE A DATE!!!!!!!!
A/N: I'm really going to try to update again soon!!! I think there will be about two more entries, cuz I wanna do a cliff hanger at the end of the next one!!!! Oh, and I already have a really really really never been done before (I think) idea for my next fanfic!!! All I'll say right now is that it involves Mia and Lana (yes, I know, you think I have an obsession with her. I just think she's funny, OK??) and there's going to be some major trouble for both of them (it will be funny trouble though, not like, depressing trouble.) Anyways, I hope you enjoyed chapter 10, and check up for eleven in the next couple days... I hope. I'll update chapter 11 when I get at least 5 reviews of chapter 10! But if I don't get five reviews I'll just update anyways. I can't make up my mind!!!!
Tuesday February 10th
Well, I got my dress.
For the Valentine's Dance, I mean.
And let me tell you. It is so totally GORGEOUS!!
I am so not kidding. If Justin doesn't ask me out before the dance, when he sees me he will so regret it, because this dress is the most beautiful thing ever!!! The dress is lavender and has spaghetti straps with this accordion ruffle on the bodice. It's made out of this really floaty looking material, yet it still looks totally fashionable. The skirt is sort of accordion style too, except it sort of sweeps around at the bottom. It's actually one of my mom's own designs, and I would normally not be caught DEAD in something my mom made because, you know, its my MOM, not Coco Chanel, but I decided to give Coco a break for this dance. My mom, Amy Weinberger, is a fashion designer. Actually, she was an orthodontist, but she decided that she didn't like being an orthodontist, so she went to this whole fashion school when I was about nine and voila! She became a fashion designer. Of course like, no one has ever heard of her, but, she says, by the end of this year, everyone will be wearing her clothes. I say, as if that will ever happen. I mean, her clothes are really cool, but our last name is not designer-ish enough for people. I mean, who wants to wear something with Weinberger written across the front like it's the new Abercrombie and Fitch? Give me a break. In my opinion, she should have stuck to the whole orthodontist thing, because that was like totally more successful, but whatever. I would never be an orthodontist. Looking in the mouths of gross gross gross little kids. I totally shudder to think about it.
And, of course, not only is the dress going to be perfect. I'm going to have my nails done in this sort of silvery-shimmery lavender color (its Revlon Color Illusions, silver switch I think.) I'm going to get my hair sort of curled but not really, just wavy, and leave it down, because I so totally like my hair down better than up. I am going to look sooo good! So there Nanette!
One unfortunate thing; Justin didn't get the last letter I wrote him, because Bailey was watching when he picked it up, and then Josh started talking to him and Justin dropped the note and failed to pick it up. (Hopefully this was an accident). Gosh, does Josh always have to go and ruin everything? But whatever. I got all new binders and notebooks today (for the third time this year), because who wants to walk around with notebooks that say "I love Josh Richter" and "Mrs. Josh Richter" all over them? Obviously Nanette finds nothing wrong with this practice, as she already has like 22 "I love Joshes" on her planner alone. But if Justin does ask me out and we become an "item", I am so putting "Mrs. Justin Baxendale" on my planner. But just once, because I don't want to be like Nanette. Ok, maybe a couple of times but.........
Later
Oh my gosh!!! So I was just sitting in Health and Safety and we were all working on our individual projects – we have to design a poster that will teach elementary kids about the safety of wearing a helmet when biking. I mean, what kid really wants to sit there and read a poster that a bunch of high schoolers made about safety? – when that moron Mia bumped into my chair and maid me drop my notebook. And I was just about to tell her just how much of a fur-reek I thought she was when someone tapped me on the shoulder and said in this voice that totally made me forget my name, "Um, I think you dropped this", and there was Justin holding my notebook!! I couldn't speak for like five seconds and then I was like, "Oh, thanks!". At least I think I said thanks! I hope I said thanks!!!. But anyways, I regained composure, and he started talking to me!! He was all talking about how stupid it was to have to do the posters, and we were just talking about all these random things, and somehow I started talking about cheerleading! When I realized that I was babbling on, I stopped, and was all, "oh sorry, you probably don't care", but he was like, "no, I'm good". How totally gentlemanly-ish! Ok, so that isn't a word, but who cares??! Justin and I talked!! And also, Josh would never listen to me talk for more than five minutes without walking off after a few minutes acting all annoyed and mumbling something about how "chic's talk too much, man". So it was a nice change to have someone listening to me. Especially nice for a guy with smoky eyelashes to be listening to me! Well, I'd better get my beauty rest for Friday, even though Friday is still three days away, but I so cannot go to the dance with purple spots under my eyes.
Wednesday February 11th
English Journal-Pertinent Stats
NAME: Lana Elisabeth Weinberger
AGE: 14 and ¾
YR IN SCHOOL: Freshman
SEX: Female
DESCRIPTION: Five feet and six inches of perfect skin, and the most gorgeous blonde hair (all natural), not to be vain or anything. Blue eyes, size seven shoe. Plus, I don't go anywhere without my totally cool Gucci purse. Overall, I am one of the most popular girls at AEHS. Well, at least, I was until Nanette Grelesius came along and stole my boyfriend and my spot at the cheerleader's table. But whatever.
PARENTS:
Mother: Amy Weinberger
Occupation: Was an orthodontist, now a fashion designer.
Father: Tom Weinberger, passed away when I was five.
PETS: None, since they are totally unsanitary. Plus all that stuff like woodchips for hamsters and litter for cats can totally get under your nails, and it is soo annoying getting it out. Because one time I had to pet- sit my cousin's two gerbils and cat, and let me tell you something. Pets are WAY uncool. let alone have my own pets. I mean two words: LITTER BOXES. And boy does it majorly rot to get all that under your nails. GROSS!!
BEST FRIEND: My best friend is probably Bailey Swanz, because she's the girl I hang out with the most, but my real best friend was Britney Haloway- , who moved away to Hades in the sixth grade because her parents decided to become missionaries. (I feel sooo bad for her. I mean, there is so not a Chanel or an Abercrombie in Hades. At least I don't think so.)She and I would always have so much fun together, getting our hair and nails done and making fun of the rejects at our school. But then she stopped responding to my mail and so maybe she like, moved... I dunno. Whatever, I am like getting way into this journal thing and it is way uncool.
BOYFRIEND: My ex-boyfriend was Josh Richter, but when he dumped me for Nanette Grelesius, I realized that I had never really liked him, because he may look like a model in his uniform, but his brains are like, nil. Not there. Nada. Plus, I could name guys at this school that are hotter than Josh. Ehehehe.
ADDRESS: I've lived in New York City all my life. My mom and I live in this really awesome apartment, and our neighbors are all really cool. Two of my neighbors are Broadway singers! Which means that sometimes, if I bug them enough, I get tickets for free! It is like totally amazing. The only weird neighbors are these geek people who just go around studying and reading all the time, and don't even own a television, OR paint there nails, and all that is by choice. I mean, come on! Who studies and reads when you can be watching cool reality TV shows and painting your nails?? Not that I don't study, Mrs. Spears. I'm just saying that people should really learn to multi-task, and then they can study AND paint their nails, all while watching Average Joe 2 (seriously, who would even want to be seen hanging around with those ugly dudes?)
Well, now I've gotten my English journal done. But what about my date to the Valentine's Day Dance??????
Wednesday February 11th, Lunch
I'm sitting with Bailey, Stacey, and a couple of my other friends at lunch today! They all migrated over to the table where I sit from the table where Nanette took over! Nanette is left with like, five people at her table, which is a lot less than the twelve people she had when she first came! Oops, gotta go...
Stacey just asked me what I'm doing. I told her that I forgot to do my English Journal homework, and am doing it now. I don't want them all to think I'm a nerd like Mia, writing in a journal and all. For once, thank you Mrs. Spears, for giving me an excuse to write in here!
Later
So Justin and I were talking in Health and Safety again!!! It was like we've known each other forever! We were arguing about this whole American Idol episode (friendly arguing, not like a fight or anything). It seems like when you can argue with someone, then you are comfortable being around them, and you're more happy around them. At least that's what I hear. But whatever, I'm starting to sound like a total loser. But it was sort of hard to hear what he was saying, what with being so distracted by his smoky eyes. AHH he has to ask me out!!!
Thursday, February 12th, Health and Safety
I am like so DYING OF BOOOREDOMMMM!!!!!
Well, we've moved on to fire safety now. FIRE SAFETY. Like we didn't learn FIRE SAFETY in first grade. God this school is demented, I mean they treat us like a bunch of idiotic preschoolers-
Oh my gosh. Justin just asked me if I'm going to the Valentine's Day Dance. IS HE ASKING ME OUT???????
Later
False alarm. All he said was that I should go because the crew team is doing some demonstration. I told him I'd think about it. Will he get the message already???? THE VALENTINE'S DAY DANCE IS TOMMOROW AND I DON'T HAVE A DATE!!!!!!!!
A/N: I'm really going to try to update again soon!!! I think there will be about two more entries, cuz I wanna do a cliff hanger at the end of the next one!!!! Oh, and I already have a really really really never been done before (I think) idea for my next fanfic!!! All I'll say right now is that it involves Mia and Lana (yes, I know, you think I have an obsession with her. I just think she's funny, OK??) and there's going to be some major trouble for both of them (it will be funny trouble though, not like, depressing trouble.) Anyways, I hope you enjoyed chapter 10, and check up for eleven in the next couple days... I hope. I'll update chapter 11 when I get at least 5 reviews of chapter 10! But if I don't get five reviews I'll just update anyways. I can't make up my mind!!!!