Ewok Poet, I am so sorry that I got so behind her (hee hee I said Behind – Doria would approve). But seriously, I do regret not keeping up with your diary. I will try to catch up some now. 8. That Aunt Lumia is something else. She is so self-centered! Poor Doria, having to drag this old bag around the town in the rain. Like Findswoman, I am glad that Maris finally gives her a piece of her mind. Every now and then Maris redeems herself. This part made me laugh out loud: 9. JAX IS SO DREAMY! How exciting to be there for the filming and meeting Jax! He seems like a nice person, not a stuck-up celebrity. I take it that the censors have conveniently neglected to tell Sacorria about what happened to Alderaan, but they do like to take advantage of the Alderaanian teams that are now missing from the tournaments. 10. Hey wait a minute – Jax is sponsored by ANGRY MACE! Products? How did he get so lucky? And I like how Tendra is following a diet that prescribes that for dinner, you skip dinner. Makes sense in a progressive kind of way. That sounds strangely familiar…. Doria, you’ve just taken the first step into a larger world. She’s starting to put things together. That could be enlightening or dangerous or terrifying. 11. First off, I am very glad that the classwork Doria has turned in has FINALLY been acknowledged and praised. It’s about time. And yay for Jax! His number one fan was excited about that race. But the most important part was Gredda, showing Doria how to access the true galaxy. Doria has been living in the shadows for so long she just assumes the entire universe is gray. She’s such a smart girl. Soon, I’m afraid she won’t be able to play along with the low expectations that her society has set up for her. She can start by dumping that loser Porky. He will undoubtedly seem more and more useless to her as her perception expands. 12. Ok, Porky is another word for a REAR. He interrupts Doria’s visit to her father’s grave with what seems to be a prom invitation, which is okay I guess except that he expects Doria to be essentially just arm candy. He’s gonna look dashing in his new military uniform so she’d better get cracking at finding an outfit that would complement his attire appropriately. Blech. I love how she eventually managed to go, nearly smelling of fish, with a comb barely missing being caught in her hair, no make up, and sensible shoes. That’s my girl. Be your own kind of progressive.