Sandy
Dear Diary,
Well, we finally did it. We made the move down from Canterlot to Ponyville. It feels so exciting to be in a new place with loads of potential new friends. I have to admit, it was a little hard to say bye to my old house back in Canterlot as well as all my friends last week at the party, but I know they’ll all stay in contact with us, especially Vicky. Mum said I should keep this diary just so I can look back at what happened in the past few years, so hi Diary.
Must say the trip was really fun heading up to Ponyville. Dad had us singing along with a lot of old travelling songs that we had when we made the trip to the castle for whatever parties that us kids were allowed to attend as well and Mellow seemed to be smiling a little. That’s the thing about my brother, he’s nice but he really never smiles enough, at least compared to me and Mum and Dad so it was really nice to see him not being such a spoilsport. It only happened when Dad put on his stuffy old music but I still love to see him smile regularly.
Shame though that Moons didn’t want to come with us to Ponyville but Mum and Dad seemed to be ok with him staying in Canterlot for university. They’ve always said to him that “Study must come first” and he always took that to heart, especially considering he’s learning something as super hard as Medicine. He says he wants to be the best surgeon in all of Equestria and I think he can do it.
The first pony we ran into when we arrived was a Pink fluffy earth pony who ran off the moment she saw us to our new house. We all just shrugged and went to what was now our home. But it had been turned into a big PARTY with everypony from Ponyville there. There was even a small band playing there, doing the sort of music that Mellow really likes, the really boring stuff by old dead guys. I think they had known for a little while that we had been going to move here.There was even a small band playing there, doing the sort of music that Mellow really likes, the really boring stuff by old dead guys. He seemed to enjoy that music a lot and I was glad to see a little bit of gloom disappear from his face while he watched them play. Anyway, I was allowed to stay up late and talk to lot’s of other fillies my age. There was this really nice pony named Aura who talked to me really quickly. She’s in the same year as me in school and she doesn't have her cutie mark either. It's going to be great when I get to school on Monday, just like when I was in Canterlot. There were a couple of other fillies there without their cutie mark but I wasn’t liking them as much as Aura. I still hope they’re in the same class as me though Anyway, I think that’s all for now, I’ll write a little bit more tomorrow.
Sandy.
Mellow
Journal,
We’ve finally made the transition. So long Canterlot, welcome Ponyville. This feels much more like my kind of place, definitely a much more casual vibe when we arrived. I mean, Canterlot still has a casual feel to it in some areas, but most ponies are more like Moons, more interested in the upper class lifestyle whereas our family has never liked it. It seemed like the only reason we stayed there as long as we did was so Moons could finish his study and get into Canterlot University. Unfortunately, that really didn’t fit in with what I was going through, as many ponies weren’t really fond of the way I reacted to certain situations. I’m really hopeful that doesn’t happen here in Ponyville, which I suppose is the reason Dad chose this place to move for his new job. He’s also always said that he prefers a country lifestyle in comparison to busy city life, and I tend to agree with him in this respect. Sandy seemed a bit upset during the farewell party to be saying goodbye to all her Canterlot friends, but she’s young. She also thinks she’ll make a lot of new friends in Ponyville, which I’m sure she will. My little sister is so outgoing in comparison to me that I always wonder why I can never show the confidence of a filly 5 years younger than me without a cutie mark. Maybe that will come eventually.
Trip up was pretty fun. Dad, of course, had his corny old record of songs we’ve been listening to in long trips featuring a lot of golden oldies. I did devote my time to focussing on the study I had missed until Mum decided to swap out Dad’s record with some of the classical I listen to, to which I immediately took notice. There were some great composers the likes of which we will never see again or hear the kind of music they produced, composers like Mareler and Hoofzt. Sandy found the music a little dull and asked if we could play some Sapphire Shores, but that’s youth for you. Included with that was some performances from Octavia Phillharmonica, one of my favourite performers of the modern times whom I unfortunately never got a chance to see in the flesh while in Canterlot. It’s unlikely, but maybe I’ll see her in the future part of my life. Who knows?
As I said earlier, Ponyville is much more laid back. It seemed deserted at first apart from one Pink earth pony with a curly mane, who gasped and sped away on our families approach. A little weird, but I later found out that’s just the kind of thing you expect from that pony. She had apparently organised a welcoming party for the family which may not have been the best idea for a family who had just spent several hours travelling from one side of Equestria to the other. Or so it seemed at the time. Sandy took no notice of this and immediately was whisked away by a young filly named Aura. She didn’t have a Cutie Mark either. I was planning on turning in early as well, until I heard the ensemble start in the corner. They were playing a bit of Beethoofen, a composer that I usually don’t really enjoy but in this case put up with because they were actually playing his work quite well. In particular , the blue stallion on Piano was doing quite well with the difficult arpeggiated chords which has always made my life hell in performing his sonata’s. The party is still going on now, for how much longer I’m not sure. They do have to remember we have school starting next week. It will be interesting to see the differences in attitudes to education between Canterlot and Ponyville. At the very least, school in Ponyville has to be better than school in Canterlot, right? RIGHT?
Signing off for tonight,
Mellow.