Dear Diary,
This is Ditzy Doo, your new writer person. I guess I should tell you a little about myself. I am a pegasus with a grey coat and a blonde mane. I like to play and make lots of friends. My favorite food is muffins, lots and lots of muffins. I haven't quite learned just how to bake them but I'm still practicing. I haven't recieved my cutie mark yet. My parents keep saying it's too early for me to get my cutie mark. Maybe they're right, I don't know anyone yet who got their cutie mark, but I'm still very curious. I can tell you that it's not going to be for baking muffins. That just can't be right based on my past muffin batches. I also have a lot of accidents. It's nothing embarrassing or anything like that, I just don't seem to think things through before I do them. Like sometimes, I forgot my muffins and my mommy found here muffin pan melted in the oven. I was one of the smarted ponies in my kindergarten class, but the teacher told my parents that I lack something called "common sense." I can't help it, I just like to do anything that looks fun and exciting. Like one time, I slid down a rail on a set of stairs and my plot smashed into the end. It hurt for a week and the end of the rail broke in half. My teacher was probably right, but the slide was really fun before I hit the end. Now it looks like I won't be seeing my old teacher very much anymore since me and my daddy just moved.
Me and my daddy just moved to Cloudsdale while my mommy stayed in Ponyville at her mailmare job. Our new house is made entirely of clouds, just like anything else in Cloudsdale. I asked Daddy about robbers breaking through the walls since they're just clouds. He said that these clouds were really "dense" and pretty much act like normal walls do. The house is very big. It's 3 floors tall and I think it's too much for just me and Daddy to be staying in. But it is really roomy for if I accidently crash into something, I won't destroy other things around the house as much. In fact, that's what Daddy said was the reason for him to buy this house, in case I crash when I learn to fly or just when I have one of my accidents again. Even though this huge place is nice, I'm going to miss some of my friends from kindergarten. Not all of them were nice to me but the rest were my friends. But I think I may have seen somepony who may be one of my new class mates. He's kind of lightish-blue and even has a blue mane and I saw him carrying a pie on his wings. He might like pie as much as I like muffins. I also saw this other filly who was also lightish-blue but with a rainbow mane. She seemed very competetive from what I've seen so far. Both those fillies that I saw looked like really cool friends. I'll have to meet them at school when it starts soon. Like everypony keeps saying, I'm good at making friends. Mommy and Daddy both agree.
Daddy is a pegasus just like me, but my mommy is a unicorn and can't walk on the clouds without a spell. She can do the spell but she says it would use too much of her focus to live on the clouds with us. Still, Daddy said that I needed to be around other pegasi that were also learning how to fly like me. That's the main reason why we're moving up to Cloudsdale. He said it would help me learn if everypony else was learning too. I wish my mommy could see me fly too, but I'll be too high up in the sky for her to see me. Daddy says that when I get the hang of flying on my own, then we can visit Mommy whenever we want. I REALLY need to learn so that I can see her soon. I love her so much and I think my daddy will be lonely without her too. Saying goodbye to her made me and Daddy pretty sad. I think Daddy was sadder than me because he hasn't been getting out of his bed much since we moved up here. I've tried to cheer him up with muffins but I keep burning them in the oven before I can even get them to him room. Although, I don't know why HE just doesn't fly down to see her anyways. He probably thinks it's unfair to me or something. But I don't really care, as long my parents are happy. I'm going to practice as much as I can so that he can see my mommy again. I just have to.
On the other hoof, flying is the only thing about me I want growing up. I'd like to be little forever. People keep saying how cute I look. I blush when they say that stuff, but it still feels nice. Growing up looks hard too. I don't see very many older colts or mares that have fun. I REALLY like to have fun, play games, and make friends. The most talking I see between the adults is when they're late for something and just say "hi" and "bye" to each other. It doesn't look fun at all; I'd like to stop and talk to them for a long time. Others say that I'm a very social pony and that maybe I should go work with my mommy at her mailmare job in Ponyville. Even though I'd get to see my mommy, I don't want to work. I don't want to grow up. I like being 5 years old. I want to stay like this for ever, because people are very nice to me. I hear that people start to get mean when they grow up. I don't want to be mean, and I don't want anypony being mean to me. My daddy and mommy say that we all have to grow up eventually, but I wish that wasn't true.