Dear Diary

I was invited to a game of Miyuki's. Something about how I won't

appreciate the beauty of baseball unless I see it for myself. I just

think he's a baseball freak. Which isn't bad. I asked if I had to sit

outside and he looked at me like I was crazy. I just don't want to

get a sunburn. Mom always said the sun was a woman's worst enemy.

Miyuki laughed and said good thing I'm not a woman yet. Rude much.

Told me to bring sunscreen and snacks. Why do I need to bring

snacks?

We had a test. My grades are slipping. Dad will be upset. I didn't

feel like studying. Miyuki said it was still good. I shook my head

Dad doesn't like good. He wants perfect. I'm not a robot.

Kiyoko Aizyawa