This one of those shows that need you to have a confiscation with your TV…its odd experience. I decided to describe each girl as a diary entry:
I have recently been cursed with an annoying neighbour who won’t leave me alone. She seems to have got it into her head that I’m in some way helping her pass a test? I know nothing of what she is studying, but if she needs the support I don’t mind giving it.
This girl seems to be VERY clingy, I’m starting to feel a little uncomfortable. She fell asleep on my floor during a study session, but when she woke up in the middle of the night she wouldn’t go home. YOU LIVE NEXT TO ME!
Turns out the girl didn’t even care about getting a good grade. She lied to me! I don’t care about her dumb family love story, how could she pretend to want help just to get close. I knew she never needed my help from the start!
My annoying little sister has chosen to crash at my house. I wondered where she was after the distressed phone call from my mother telling me she ran away from home. My little sister has always had the obsession with being around me, it was one of the reasons I left home. Do you have any idea how creepy it is to have you sister smelling you bed-sheets in the morning?
We went shopping today (which I had to pay for) just so she could cook up some complicated mum meal. What’s wrong with a simple microwave meal? At least she keeps the house clean.
My little sister has been getting back into her bad habits again. She has been trying to attract me while at the same time trying to be my mother??? Dose she think I have an oedipus complex?
I have finally convinced her to go home. I don’t know what she was planning to do when school started again. Mum is super happy to have her home and has promised to help me file a restraining order.
I have been seeing my childhood friend a lot recently. I found her singing in the park one day with a piano… which is odd seeing as she can only sing. I have seen the piano out in the rain with no electrical problems (must be a toy). I wish she would stop singing in the park, its not as secluded as the old river way we used to hang out by as children.
Her spirits are low, seeing her like this makes me feel just as low. Another book has been rejected along with another song, I don’t want her to know how stressed this makes me feel.
She has given up and gone home, my spirits are at there lowest. I was only doing this for her, what is life without her.
One day while sitting at my desk I spotted one of her demo disks and was remined of her soothing voice. This can’t be the end, I can’t let it end this way. I quickly typed away, each press my heart pounded, this may be my last chance.
We met up in our old stomping grounds and shared a heart to heart, we are now living together supporting each-other to achieve our dreams.
*I’m a little surprised at how aggressive I was towards the first two girls.*