Dear Diary,
I'm sorry; I forgot to write something for last month. I know the note in the cover says to write every month but I was practicing muffin baking a lot last week. I almost have it down. I think I've got the oven heat and stuff right, but now I just need to keep the muffins from exploding or deflating. I should probably clean the oven up sometime. It's a mess in there, but luckily Daddy doesn't use the oven anyways. In fact, the oven was left from the last owners of this house and I'm sure if it wasn't for them we might not even have an oven. Anyways, nothing much has happened around here. Other than baking muffins I just played around the house a bit.
Oh, I also flew for a couple seconds, last month, without crashing! I was so excited that I ran up to Daddy's room to show him. I think he was actually happy when I showed him. Maybe it was because he thought we could go see Mommy sooner than he thought. My little wings were SO tired after that, though. This was the first time I could actually control my flight. That was probably why my wings felt really sore. Before, I would lift off the ground and fly into a wall or something. Before, my face would be sore from the crashing, but now it's my wings. I guess I'll just have to get used to it if I want to see my mommy again.
Anyways, school started this month. I found out who those other ponies were I was talking about earlier. The blue-maned pony carrying the pie was, I think, Soarin. We sit right next to each other in my class. The rainbow-maned pony was Rainbow Dash but she's in a different class. She likes to play with a slender, shy, yellow pony during recess. I didn't meet her, though. She was too shy and started to shiver when I got to close. Back to Soarin; he seemed really nice. As it turns out, he REALLY likes pie, especially apple pie. He also seems to be able to fly better than me. Maybe I can learn a little from him sometime soon. He is very friendly.
My new teacher seems really nice. She let us pick our first seats when we entered. Actually, that's how I met Soarin, I saw that he was in my class I pretty much jumped into the seat next to him to meet him. But our teacher also gave us all some candy. I traded other ponies for anything that tasted like blueberries. Soarin traded for apple and cinnamon flavors. He was probably trying to make an apple pie flavor. Then the teacher made us do some activities so we could meet our other classmates. Not very many ponies seemed like they wanted to be my friend, though. There was only Soarin, whom I had already met, and a yellow and orange pony named Spitfire who seemed interested in being my friend. We all played together during recess. Spitfire is also a surprisingly good flyer just like Soarin. In fact, both of them seemed to impress our flight coach today. He said they almost need to be in the advanced flying classes.
The other ponies seemed nervous; I guess they were just shy. I started all of the conversations on my own but I didn't get to know any other ponies. I answered some of their questions about me, but they refused to answer any of my mine. I REALLY tried to make them my friends but I couldn't even get them to open up. A lot of them didn't even look at me because they were so shy. Soarin and Spitfire also had the same problem I had. The shy ponies really made our days pretty wierd. Their not the worst of worries, however, there were some ponies who were just plain rude. I didn't bother getting to know them because I didn't even want to know them. They liked to interrupt me and make fun of just about everypony; including me. I heard them making fun of Soarin and Spitfire, too. I tell you, I didn't like them at all. I'd rather be stuck with the shyest and most uncomfortable ponies, like the yellow one earlier, than those ponies. I just hope they leave me alone. I don't even want to talk about them right now. Soarin and Spitfire are both good friends to start off school with anyways.
Anyways, I need to say that I probably won't be able write too often in this diary. The teacher gave us a lot of homework for first couple of days and I'm swamped. Also, our flight coach is really pushy with the flying. I can control my flight a lot better now, but now my wings are sore almost every day. He even makes us practice at home, too. If the homework wasn't enough, I have to be able to fly a complete lap around the field by the end of the week without landing. At least we don't have a set time limit, but I can already tell that it's going to get real hard, real fast. I guess I can only hope that I'm ready for it. My daddy told me that I'm going to have to practice a lot if I'm going to keep up with the other ponies at school.
But before I cut this entry off, I'd also like to add that there is a baking club after school on Wednsdays. I am going to try and join it next week. Anything to get better at baking my muffins. I'll even get to meet other ponies who like baking too. My muffins are still deflating like balloons any my daddy could really use something to cheer himself up. Maybe when my muffins can withstand their own weight, I'll do a big surprise for daddy. Yeah, that should put a big smile on his face. I haven't seen him smile too much lately anyways, like I said earlier.
Anyways; so long for now. I hope it won't take too long to write another page.