diary

Dear Diary,

Today I couldn't find my diary, so I'm writing this on both of my Kung Fu Panda 2 DVDs.

Yay, it's my 15th birthday. Guess what I got? A diary. Preston gets hand-stitched outfits and fancy trinkets for his birthday, but I suppose I'm not allowed to have nice things because I have a reputation to maintain or something. I sure do love being the oldest, it's fantastic. I sure do love being expected to act like an heir without having any of the actual responsibility. What a great way to raise the future leader of the largest and most influential faction in the region.

By the way, I'm only using this because I know my parents will read it. Mom, Dad, I'm very disappointed in you.

They've been so suffocating lately, letting me out of the house even less than they did before. I know there's a war going on, but shouldn't I at least be able to visit my friends? I haven't spent time with Andie in who knows how long, and her house is a five minute walk away! It's ridiculous!! If they don't stop breathing down my neck soon, how do they expect me to manage an alliance in their stead? There is such thing as responsible risk!

I just wish they'd let me do something to help them. They've been so stressed out lately. They haven't told me much of the details of what exactly is going on, but the tidbits of gossip I've picked up from the staff sound really bad. Something about them getting closer. I'm not sure who 'them' is, but they don't sound friendly. Whenever I confront the maids and guards about it for more information, they get all skittish and avoid the question. It really scares me. I want to do whatever I can to help my parents and my people, and it really hurts that they aren't telling me these things. Again, I'm expected to be a leader someday. I should start learning how to be leader as soon as possible. They need to start treating me less like their daughter and more like their heir if they want to secure a future for Olive Glen and its allies. I mean, who else could it be, Preston? Full offense, he's not exactly a prime candidate.

Speaking of Preston, you would not BELIEVE the stunt he pulled today. Oh my stars, sometimes I really wish I was an only child. So I asked one of the chefs to make me some French Toast, just the way I like it. I got up to go to the bathroom, and when I came back, he was eating it! I know I'm overreacting, but I was really looking forward to enjoying my favorite meal! And he ruined everything!! I want to throttle him!!!

Okay, I don't REALLY want to throttle my baby brother. But you understand my point. It's weird, my parents can never leave me alone for a second, but they just let him run around and do whatever he wants all day. He needs to learn manners! He needs discipline! Why am I the only one who's expected to behave like a decent human being?! What is with these double standards?! If I asked them about it I bet they'd say it's because I'm the heir and I need to keep up my reputation, but then why don't they treat me like one? And he's still a prince, shouldn't he be expected to act the part?

But maybe that's just me entering my rebellious phase. I'll try to complain less from now on. Hopefully I'll have good news soon! Emphasis on hopefully! Please dear heavens give me something good to write about! I'm losing my marbles!