Reason to Live: Triela's Diary
Entry 1: Hello Diary
December 22nd,
Dear, Diary
What a surprise! I had never thought that old Hillshire would give me something this…useless. Sure, I can see that 'someone' would enjoy receiving everything her handler gave, but not me! I do have a sense of taste on what I wished for sometimes. But what can I say? I can't say 'no' in front of him…what am I supposed to do? So, I guess this will be the first time I'll be filling this stupid journal and waste my time. What are you supposed to fill inside this diary anyway? Are you supposed to express your feelings and secrets here? What is it about girls and diaries anyway? Why are they so fond of this thing?
Whatever…I'll just go and think about this tomorrow when I have the chance…
"What the…?" I said to myself as I finish reading her first line of paragraph "Jeez…how un-feminine you are…"
Diaries are books which were often kept by girls at this age where they would keep a record of their day which they found…interesting. Or close to it. Though, some boys do have diaries, they prefer to call it a 'journal' since it does sound too girlish whatsoever. Not that I care, but I do find it funny for boys to carry journals (or diaries) around with them.
So I sigh for a moment, checking my behind whether the 'demon' has returned and found the cost is clear. Fixing my glasses which have become a habit of mine, I smile gleefully as I turn towards the next page…
December 23rd,
Dear, Diary…