Here's a second attempt at Princess Diaries...

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30 January - Home (Moscovitz Apartment)

What a day! I have officially given up on chat rooms! Yesterday, I was having a nice conversation with a 16 year old boy about Buffy, or so I thought...But after the chat I hacked into that persons computer and found out that 'he' is really a 76 year old, retired teacher called Bertha Genovart, who has a history of indecency with her male pupils.

Speaking of the Internet, yesterday I was on the Green Peace website, and on the list of donors: Mia Thermopolis's name was on the top, with 100 dollars donated per day. She's a real princess through and through, and being a real princess; she wouldn't go out with me. What do I have to do to make her notice me?

She's my little sister's best friend and because of that, she views me as her best friend's big brother. She's at our house a lot, day and night, but does she say anything more than 'hi' to me? No. Do we talk when we're in school, even though we have the same lunch hour and G & T together? No. Does she seem embarrassed in my presence? Yes.

I've gotta go, Lilly is calling me for dinner... Mia is over here again and my shin still aches where Lily kicked it when I peeked into her room. Will finish later...

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30 January - (still) Home

I guess dinner wasn't so bad, for once, mum actually cooked and for once, it actually tasted quite good. Here's the dinner conversation:

Lilly: So what were you doing in your room?

Me: None of your business

Lilly: Fine, just trying to make pleasant dinner conversation in this house is pointless anyway.

Mum: (glaring at us) Mia, how are things at home?

Mia: Fine, Dr Moscovitz

Me: (stupidly blurting out) Is your mum still going out with Mr. Gianini?

Mia: (looking very embarrassed) Yeah...

Lilly: (now glaring at me) Hey, Mia, how was Princess Lessons today?

Mia: (looking relieved at the distraction) You won't believe what Grandmere said to me today...

The rest fades into oblivion

And that was all she said to during the whole of dinner.

I need to stop being so stupid. I found a poem in my bag this morning: It was really nice, but the idea of another girl liking me scares me. It can't be Mia, I'm just scared that it's Judith Greshner, she flirts a lot...

COMPUTER SHUT DOWN

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This really does not sound like Michael...but tell me what you think anyway.