I never thought I'd say this, but...

Some one take me dancing, please God, before I lose my mind!

Mother is both disappointed and overjoyed ( Read more... )

If the lure of dancing and an open bar weren't enough, I now present - in detail- the options for dinner. The appetizers will be readily available for all, after which you will be asked to select one choice from each course.

Appetizersvegetarian ginger leek & tofu pot stickers ( Read more... )

I think I won the title of "Most Favored Child" with my last phone call to my parents, not that I was vying for it ( Read more... )

Well, as I can't stand to watch an unopposed victory (really where is the pleasure in being the only one who bothered?), I'm running for Senior Class President. It doesn't matter that I've just transferred. It doesn't matter that I'm sixteen. I'll just do what all politicians do - throw gobs of money at the campaign ( Read more... )

So truly, the unknown is rather boring. Really rather boring. Utterly boring. Did I mention...? Ah yes, I see I did ( Read more... )

My name is Edith Jones. I am sixteen. I have started this journal to signify my entry into the Unknown, or Eupheme as it's referred to by the rest of the world. My mother and father tell me how proud they are. It seems to them a highly ritualized symbol of ascendancy. They now have bragging rights - new, more and better bragging rights ( Read more... )