Dare

"dear diary,

so, little serval is rebelling. it's cute. we'll see how long it lasts. probably not for very long, i've seen her ogle stuff in her punk stores. she really wants some trousers, shoes and a big belt. but there will be no allowance until she's behaving.

work goes well. i've done my homework, and headmaster is happy. he has started singing with us, me and the children. he heard us singing mary has a little lamb, and came to join in. he's changed the repertoire since, now it's all chorals. it's by far too advanced for the children, especially as they are not very bright. but if he wants it that way, he can have it. i still need my job, because i'm not done yet. i still go out at night, sometimes. i torched uncle aarons car. i think that may be why he started drinking again.

now, what shall i do with my little insubordinate incarnation. maybe i shall just wait for her to discontinue me. i don't think you can, little serval, so i dare you.

mia"