Dear Diary,
My life was a hard one, but I wasn't one to complain. I had food, water, and a nice shelter, infact, it wasn't that bad. I have to admit though, it could be better, considering my life before. I remember the old times, the times where I was still Pinkie Pie, the times were having fun was the only thing on my mind. But times have changed, and so have I. I've matured, grown and even have a suitable job working for Suri Polomare.
Other ponies often ask me why I would ever work for Suri. She's crude, heartless and a bit on the evil side. But I don't work for her because I like her, oh no, it's because it's the only way I'd be able to survive out here in the big city. No matter how heartless she may be, she feeds me, gives me advice and is always there for me when I need her. She's like a third-mother to me.
Ever since I moved to Manehatten, I went by the name of Brilliant Rose, the same color as my mane. Why? Because I wanted to abandon my old life, my old life was full of flaws and mistakes that I never want to experience again. But her, her I'm known as Brilliant Rose, assistant to fashion designer Suri Polomare, fashion designer-in-training. And that is the way I like it.
Don't get me wrong, I still miss my old life and sometimes, I want my life to be back to the way it was, but that's nearly impossible now. Besides, Miss Polomare probably wouldn't allow me to move back anyway. Ever since her old assistant, Coco Pommel quitted, she's been very protective of me. Probably to make sure I don't rebel like Coco did. But I probably wont, I mean, did Coco have to face 2 angry bakery owners when she quit? No. And I don't want to either. Well, that's all for tonight I guess. Night Diary.
Love, Brilliant Rose
(P.S: Pinkie Pie sounds so much better, diary, don't you think?)
I finished writing in my diary, quickly, being sure that Miss Polomare wasn't awake to find me. This was the diary that Rarity had made for me, hoof-stitched, and since I moved to Manehatten, it was my closest pal. I had to keep this from Miss Polomare, however, since she despises Rarity and my other Ponyville friends. She even used to dislike me, too, but I got this job and that all changed. It isn't even like she would like the idea of me writing in a diary, at all. Suri Polomare is a lady of class and sociality, she thinks that instead of me writing my feelings, I should express them, in fashion.
Fashion isn't really my thing do, but when you live with a fashion designer, that's one of the things you must learn how to do. And it was way harder then I had thought.
Laying down on my bed, I shifted uncomfortably. I still hadn't gotten used to the really soft matresses Manehattenites use. When you sleep on those things, it almost feels like your sinking through your bed. And that feeling usually startles me right back awake. Besides, I'm more used to my old matress in Ponyville. I always stuffed it up with candy and party decorations, but Suri wouldn't allow me to do that here. She always says boring stuff like-
"A lady doesn't eat while she sleeps."
And-
"A lady sleeps with a soft matress to help support her posture"
I always hated that type of stuff. And since when did Pinkamena Diane Pie ever act like a lady. Oh well. I guess, technically, she doesn't know who Pinkamena Diane Pie is. Only Brilliant Rose.
I went out of my bed and onto the soft, cool carpets of my bedroom. My bedroom was decorated with many pictures of fashion icons from all around Equestria. Mannequins and sketches of future designs were scattered across the floor. Rarity would be proud.
Walking out my bedroom door, I crept through the halls of Miss Polomare's house and outside into the balcony. Looking outside of a Manehatten house was a beautiful sightseeing experience, especially during night. And usually, it's what gets' me right to sleep. But then again, Suri has to take the responsibility of hauling me back to my bedroom, and that's not an easy job.
Lights shimmered in the corner of my eyes, the sound of ponies talking from below made me smile. I wish I could be one of those ponies, hanging out with friends, having fun! But that's not apart of the life of Brilliant Rose. Brilliant Rose has orders to be taken, designs to be made. She doesn't have time for small things like friendship and fun. At least, that's what Suri say's.
I do wish sometimes, that I could go back to Ponyville, get my girls, throw a party. When I moved to Manehatten, I felt like I was throwing my cutie mark away and now, I want it back. I want it back so much. But I can't have it back, not for real as long as I live here.
I don't even have enough bits to move back to Ponyville, I wasted all of them on food and the trip. Something I tend do a lot. Dashie always tried helping me with that problem. It never worked, but at least she tried.
I leaned over the balcony railing, and looked up into the night sky. Luna's moon looked beautiful tonight. It looked beautiful every night, but today it felt special. It shined on my coat and reflected like a mirror. It felt good.
On night's like these, back in Ponyville, I'd be watching the moon with my bestest friends. Twilight, Rarity, Fluttershy, Applejack, Dashie and Spike. And we would all fall asleep under the stars, tired from counting them all night. I remember those moments and wish I could turn back time.
Turn Back Time...Ha...Maybe I should try that sometime.
I giggled at the idea, yawning as well. My eyes closing slowly, tiredly. I looked up at the stars in the sky one last time. There were 7 I could see.
One for each of us
I smiled one last time as I fell asleep on the balcony. The star's reflection twinkling on my coat and shimmering on my mane. Nighty, Night Girls.
Author's Note
Sorry this is so short! I had little to no time on this! :D I have a class trip to somewhere soon and I had to prepare extra early! Hope you enjoy cause this series is my main focus right now!
