Dear Dumb Diary, Just when I was pretty sure we could let the Student Awareness Committee quietly die a dignified death like some majestic old elephant or the Square Dancing Club, Angeline has to be aware of something. Great. And, of course, it couldn�t be something interesting like nail polish or why maybe there should be a special class in nail polish and how to get it out of your beagle�s ear. (Mom, if you�re reading this, I�m not admitting anything. Somebody else could have painted a heart in his ear.) Angeline just had to be aware of one of those THINGS THAT ADULTS LIKE.
Dear Dumb Diary Year Two #4: What I Don't Know Might Hurt Me