Dear Diary,
Well, the Valentine's Prom was two nights ago, and Peach and I danced all night. I actually managed to improve my skills for the most part. I only stepped on her foot twelve times, and I think that's pretty good. She actually stepped on my foot once, and that made me feel better. But something tells me she did it on purpose.
Anyway, our house is still decorated with pink and red hearts and lights and stuff like that…I need to tell Luigi to take them down. But something tells me he won't…
So yesterday I was sleeping and Luigi comes into my room (without knocking as usual) and he puts a wind-up mouse on my bed! It woke me up and I screamed because I thought it was real. When I found out it wasn't, I chucked it at Luigi's head. Now he has a concussion. I was surprised that I could throw that good…maybe I should play softball. Or baseball. Or whatever. Maybe that's why he won't take down the decorations…
Also yesterday, Petey Piranha fell on my garage, and now there's a big hole. I'm not sure how he fell, but he said that he was flying and then his wings broke. But I didn't even know he had wings. But I do know that he likes chicken wings. With buffalo sauce. They quench his fire thirst and after he eats them his flames get hotter.
I'm really tired…I think I should get some more rest. I'm still tuckered out from the Prom and doing EVERYTHING around the house since Luigi has a concussion…I need to talk to him because when I had a broken leg, he still made ME do stuff. So it's not fair.
Anyway, talk to you later!
-Mario-
It's always Luigi's fault...everything...even when the potato chips are gone...