Dear Diary,
Nicole Richie wrote a book. I read an excerpt online and it is truly the most embarassing piece of writing that I've ever seen published by a publisher as major as Harper Collins. Really terrible. But at least we know that she actually wrote it, it's that bad.
My mom bought a Volvo today. She had to wait until the only time this fall that i will be away from home for ten whole days and then go buy the sweetest car ever WITHOUT me. I went to the Volvo website and "built my own" custom S60 that is just like I imagine the new one is. It's white and beautiful. I feel like a new grandparent who is 7 states away from being able to visit the new bundle of joy. excited, yet slightly annoyed.
There's this class offered at my school in the spring called "creative non fiction" and I was like, hmm if that's not the dumbest idea for a class that I've ever heard.... Then I realized that this website is my favorite thing to do and it IS creative non fiction. So this little idea started growing in my head, maybe i should take this class?! More than anything, it would probably make this website harder to write. I'd get all elitist.
Love,
Diana