Dear Diary,
If I want to go to university, I’ll have to start working extra hard. My bus ride to school is so long that I miss half my first and last class, all my books are second hand, and chores on the commune take up most of my time in the evening. But mama has been trying so hard to fill my brain with anti-government, anti-school system rhetoric that I have to get good grades - that’ll show her.
And so far it’s working! I excelled in the school’s science fair and I aced my most recent exams. My grades have improved...I just hope it’s enough to impress Britechester University. I want to pursue a distinguished degree in history...
I didn’t want to apply with the stupid name mama gave me, so I went down to the courthouse yesterday and got it changed officially.
Dierdre Lobo







