Elizaveta Héderváry

I've woken up early this morning after party crashing Gilbert's dorm last night hearing about all the people that are going to be hungover this morning. I have Hungarian Hangover soup. I hope they like cabbage and smoked meat because that's what they're getting!

Now, I'm off to bring them soup. Maybe if there's some left, I'll bring some to Gilbert, as a good will gesture. Not because I give a damn if he has a hangover. I just wouldn't have gotten so many lovely pictures last night if he didn't have this party.

Angie's my roommate! I'm excited! It'll be great. Oh, and I think I'm going to have a pretty easy Senior year, which'll leave me open for plenty of extracurricular activities, like football and maybe tutoring some friends. I think Advanced Home Ec (I get help the teacher with the people who aren't doing so great), and Italian (since I need another year of a foreign language) are going to be my favorite this year. Maybe when I tutor Feli, he can help me with Italian in exchange!

Also, most of the football team graduated last year, says Toni, so I'm thinking there'll need to be some try outs. Maybe I should talk to Toni about setting that up... He'd know better than me who was on the Junior Varsity team.


[Below this line is locked from Gilbert, and he can't read it.]

And I tricked Gilbert into trying out. He thinks he's going to run circles around me. Ha! Oh, and he seems to think he's nicer than me? I mean, maybe I'm not always the nicest person, but I'm way nicer than that jerk! I'll show him. Hmph.

Summer was great, but I've missed Hetalia Academy. I didn't even get to see Roderich, Feli, or Feliks over break! Well, at least not seeing anyone from school meant I didn't run into Gilbert! I think he's still unconscious from the last time I hit him with my frying pan. It took forever to get the dent out of it this time, though...

Oh! I have great news! Last year, the boys said I couldn't play football with them because I was girl. Well, I read the rules meticulously over the break, and I even spoke with the Dean. There is no such rule that would keep me from joining and playing on the team. Heheh, I can't wait to see the boys' faces when I tell them!

...I do hope Roderich doesn't think to badly of my if I play. Maybe I'll let him teach me how to play the piano to counterbalance it. I'm sure he won't mind. It's my senior year, after all! I'm going to do make history and show the boys I'm better at football than they are!