I've received a couple of reviews that say these chapters are too short. I know…I can't help it! Bulma doesn't write long entries, I guess. This means that updates will be pretty frequent, like one every two to three days. Anyhoo, on with the fic!

Uh-oh, forgot the disclaimer…well, so what if I don't own Dragonball Z? What are you gonna do about it, punk?

Last time: Anyway, tomorrow I'm leaving for college, so I have to get packed!

June 30, 563

Dear Diary,

I'm now on the train leaving for Guanan to study cooking. Daddy says it's important for me to know more so I can understand more, whatever that means. I don't see how marinating chicken will help me understand any more than I do now.

There aren't very many people on the train, and the people who are on here are all sleeping. I've never understood how people can sleep on trains and in cars and such. I find it's much more interesting looking out the window.

But now there's nothing outside. Just the grey sky and bunches of fields. Boring! I guess I should talk about my goodbye party.

Today, everyone surprised me in the kitchen with the party. Mostly the servants were there, like Goku and Chichi, who work in the kitchen, and Krillen, who feeds the goldfish in the pond and does other odd jobs around the estate.

Chichi made me a cake, but Goku accidentally ate the whole thing. I'm sure it would have tasted good, though. Chichi is a much better cook than I am, and she hasn't even gone to study at a cooking college.

I really shouldn't be going, but I'm already such a disappointment to my father. Before I left, he pulled me aside and handed me a huge roll of money. It was all we had saved up our entire lives. "Take care," he told me solemnly. I only smiled weakly. I didn't need all this money to survive. I'm only going to be gone for two years. He must think that I'm irresponsible or something.

The biggest surprise of the surprise party was when Laranzo and Vegeta dropped in. Not only was I caught off-guard, but everyone else was, too. Apparently, no one had told them about the party and only the King knew I was leaving for college.

Laranzo and Vegeta shook my hand good-bye, wished me luck, and presented me with a generous amount of money, more than my dad had given me. That was so thoughtful of Laranzo! I don't know what I'll do with all of this money, but I know I won't ever be hard up.

I've heard a lot about Guanan. Daddy often compared it to Paris back on Earth, and although I have never been there, it sounds beautiful. I'm not looking forward to my lessons, but I am looking forward to seeing the city. I hope it lives up to my expectations.

Love,

Bulma

College on Vegeta-sei only lasts for two years, and Bulma isn't diligent about keeping her journal during that time, so only four chapters are dedicated to college. After all, she needs to get back to Vegeta! Er, I mean Laranzo…yeah….

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