This is going to be short, I apologize but Angela and I are busy packing for college. The rest of the school year passed uneventfully, well beyond the excitement of mom being pregnant after all these years, and the results from my "tests" It seems that not only am I the smartest person in my family, my scores indicated that I am the smartest person in the whole town.
I am going to have to think on this, as it does not seem too important to me now. I think I am changing. On seeing my mother putter around taking care of herself, and my future sibling,
and thoughts of the nieces or nephews I will never see, I find myself thinking a good deal more about love, marriage, and children, than I am about simple gratuitous sex. Strange I know, but I suppose I am just growing as a person. I can not seem to shake the desire for a child of my own, but know that I am not at the stage of my life where this would be good for either of us.
The twin and I have decided on a name for our new sorority. We were so happy that dad agreed to help us set up the house on campus, though I suspect we tricked him a little. Angela was amazed when my plan to wait until he was distracted actually worked.
I am a bit worried about dad. I know things have been rough for him what with Angela and all, but more than once I have caught glimpses of him and the maid when coming home from work. He needs to be a bit more circumspect with mom's prominent position.
She is contemplating going into private practice though, but I still don't think mother would appreciate a sex scandal rocking her administration.
Where was I, oh yes, the Sorority. We have taken a cue from my status as the town genius and have decided to call the Sorority, "Prominent Mensa Sisters", or PMS for short. How about that?
Well that is all for now, the cab is here, I will write more I promise, once we settle in to the house on campus, toodles.
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