June 10
Dear Joey,
What a whacky couple of weeks it has been since my last entry! I only remembered to write in this silly thing because Scootaloo went up to bed early tonight 'cause she 'wanted to write' in her own. I wonder what she puts in there? Maybe I'll take a peek someday! I've never really seen how she puts stuff into her own words. Ha, I bet she writes just like me! When I look at her, it's very easy to see myself at her age. I told her to give her diary a name ages ago, to make it feel more personal! Wonder if she did? You having a name is the only reason I bother to write in you, Joey. What a stupid name, at that! Makes me think of a kangaroo. I kid, I love ya.
I had a laaate, late, late night on Saturday. Man, that airshow was freaking awesome! Oh, durr hurr, I bet I didn't even write about the airshow in my last entry! Let's check... aaand... nope! I was waiting for the try-outs at the time and everything. Well, long story short: I GOT TO FLY WITH SOARIN, hooot-DAMN! We put on an airshow at that new stadium! Had my own flight suit and everything.
Man, it was enchanted by this really stuck up and snobbish unicorn named 'Ms. Casandra'. I could tell just by lookin' at her that there's most deeef. not a 'Mr. Casandra'. Well, there wouldn't be, since that's a girls name, but you get the picture! Unless he's named something else? Well, whatever the case, I bet she sleeps in one cooold bed. She's crazy-rich, though! Big-ass mansion and a zeppelin! A ZEPPELIN! I want one!
Anyway, things have been going great with Scoots. We're starting to fight like sisters. Pretty soon she'll be blaming me for stealing her boyfriends and stuff. Oh sweet Celestia, how am I going to handle the idea of Scootaloo having boyfriends when she's older? Yeesh. 'OH, HE'S CUTE SCOOTALOO, TOO BAD I'M GONNA KILL HIM FOR COMING NEAR MY BABY!' That sounds accurate. I'll give her the talk... some day.
Ah well, she'll always be 'Mommy's Special Girl' in my head. It's only been a few short months, but I love that little filly so much. I'm still sort of scared to call myself 'Mom' in front of her, though. Every now and then I hear the word slip out of her mouth, but that's only natural. She always seems to catch herself, though. She seems just as scared of calling me 'Mom' as I am. I guess it's because it's still painful for her to think about the concept of having a mother again.
When she's all grown up, I don't want her to look back at her childhood and just see the pain that bitch caused her. In a way, Misty Skies abandoning her was a blessing... Okay, that's kind of a bad thing to say. I mean, I wouldn't wish for any child, ESPECIALLY Scoots, to be left to DIE by their parents! But it's going to allow me to give her a better life. I will correct that mare's mistakes, and I'll shower Scootaloo with every ounce of love and tenderness that she deserves. She's changed my life, I wanna have the same effect on her.
Cheerilee told me that Scootaloo was acting strange in class. Remember her, Joey? Good friend of mine since I moved to Ponyville... anyway, she said that Scoots was acting worried and anxious... I took Scootaloo to a psychiatrist and found out that she's suffering from an anxiety disorder. It broke my heart, I'm really scared for her. I could honestly fly to Manehattan right now and track down her real mother again, just to fu—... feaking kill her. It's her fault, I know it is. If not because she ABANDONED Scoots, then probably because I can see Misty Skies drinking or something horrible like that while she was pregnant with Scootaloo. No wonder the poor thing can't fly.
Working myself into a rage now... it ain't too often I actually legit try to swear in this. Bad habit, I know... maybe I SHOULD go to the police? I have no way to prove who she is, though. And I don't want Scootaloo to find out until she's older. If Scoot found out that her real mother left her to die... on top of the anxiety? No. It's better not to tell her just yet. At least her first therapy session went really well. I'm hoping Scootaloo will be able to power her way out of this. I bet she can! She's got crazy willpower.
Welp, this entry is getting kinda long, so I'll just wrap it up. After the airshow, I went out drinking with Soarin and the Wonderbolts! Had a blast, really great time. I can't remember what time I got home, but I showed Soarin my photo album. It was a nice experience; talking about the family that I've lost over the years and remembering happier times. It wasn't sad or anything, just really wonderful. I had a great night! And it ended perfect...
We made out... his tongue tastes kinda bland! Sprinkle some sugar on that, methinks. Oh? What's that, Joey? 'Did anything else happen?' Well, you'll never know! I'll say that Soarin spent the night and leave it at that! I know one thing, I have a great feeling about the future. We're still gonna hang out and I can easily see us having another date. Yeah, we had a date before the airshow. Stop being so nosey, Joey! Maybe Soarin will be Scootaloo's dad some day... whatev', I'm out!
~RD