This journal was found on the floor of the Shuman Admission Center. It belongs to an Andover applicant. His name is Daniel, and he’s applying as a new Lower. Here are his inner thoughts: September 2, 2007 Dear Diary, Mood: Hungry… I sit alone on the park bench, wind blowing through my hair. A rat scurries by—scares the bejesus out of me. I wonder what I should do on this glorious autumn day. Perhaps I’ll go to the hardware store and get some supplies. On the other hand, I better not. It’s much too cold outside. A local girl walks by, several books in hand. She has the most glorious calf muscles I’ve ever seen. They look tasty—maybe I’ll have a bite. She meets up with her friend on the street corner and I listen in as they speak to one another. I hear that her name is Nancy. Nancy Parsons. I’ll look her up in the phonebook later… September 3, 2007 Dear Diary, Mood: Intrigued… I checked for Parsons in the phonebook this morning. No luck. Fortunately, she did have Facebook! I friend requested her and she accepted, though she did message to ask me who I am. I didn’t answer. I found out that she’s applying to the prestigious Phillips Academy next year as a new sophomore…interesting. I’ll ask mother later if I can apply as well. I really need a bite of those calves… On another note, I saw “Legally Blonde: The Musical” today. It was so wonderful. Blonde certainly is my favorite hair color. Gosh, I hate my orange locks. People call me Ron Weasley all the time. No matter, though. I always find ways of seeking revenge. Let’s just say that the accidents that happen to those people are not coincidences… I still laugh at Mr. Berger’s tragic squirrel “mishap.” –Thor Shannon
