Entry #3

Dear Diary,
It has been a long time since I updated, and for that I apologize. Many things happened since my last report.
On April 4th, 2010, Monica's revenge was set forth.
But I feel like it is imperative to explain how her revenge only happened because of my own foolishness.
You see, I was on the acursed website Facebook when I saw that Monica had posted foolery on another poor bastard's wall.
I was at first startled by the post which read "Aaron Rodgers traded to the Dolphins", and she even went as far as to post a video with it.
Well, I went to the link and discovered that it was all a cruel hoax. When I went to comment on our friend's wall of Monica's misinformation, I was immediately bombarded by Monica telling me to delete my comment.
As a fan of pranks, I was more than willing to delete it. However, my facebook screen was not acknowledging the fact that I had even commented.
Frantically, because I did not want to expose Monica's fraud, I gave her my email and password to sign in and delete it herself.
Now, why I didn't change my password right after I gave it to her is a wonder to me. I had an awful feeling about the entire thing, yet I slept well enough that night to not have it bother me.
The next day went well, but I felt like I was forgetting something.
When night had come upon me, I received a text message from Monica that was along the lines of "You have been pranked. Muahahahaha."
Of course, due to my high intelligence, I ran to my computer, and went on Facebook, only to be locked out.
I quickly changed my password, and what was before me was the most horrid thing I had ever seen.
Not only was I "engaged" to the scallywag Jake Pearce, but I was also a fan of everything I hate most in this world, which included Al Gore, Democrats, Global Warming, Brett Favre the Viking, An Inconvenient Truth, among other things. My profile picture was defaced, as well as other various things.
How I wanted to be furious that she used my own foolishness against me, but let's not doubt for even a second that I wouldn't have done the same thing to her.
Needless to say, I admit she used her revenge wisely.
Unfortunately for Monica, what I was going to do to her before this prank is now going to be 10 times as worse as it was going to be, which is why it has taken me so long to retaliate.

I vow it will be my day once more.

Sincerely,
Jenni

Entry #2

Dear Diary,
Why is it that I am so much greater than Monica?
It was a triumphant day today as it started off by hearing the shrill yell of "SHE TOOK ALL MY BOOKS! WHERE DID MY STUFF GO!?!?!?!?!?!?!" bright and early in the morning.
While this was a triumphant day, people seem to be under the impression that
1) I take this too seriously.
2) This is my last prank on Monica, and I am thus retiring afterward.
HAHA! I laugh in the faces of the fools who would concoct such a theory!
1) I do my part to never take anything seriously.
2) I will prank Monica until the day that I die, if she chooses not to surrender.
For I will NEVER surrender! HUZZAH!
And for those of you who have your time to read my words, take note in the fact that this is not a one sided war.
While I may always come out on top, Monica will and has tried to retaliate.
Such feats are very difficult, but I applaud her efforts.
It is not Monica's fault that I am far more superior than her in the art of pranking.
I bid you all a good day! The weather is more than fair! Go forth and enjoy!

Huzzah!
Jenni

Entry #1

Dear Diary,
It seems like it has been decades since I have bestowed upon you my infinite wisdom that leads me to conquer the evil that is Monica. War had subsided for some time, diary, however Monica was foolish enough to redeclare this war of pranks. How utterly idiotic! Why, diary, you know better than anyone that it is in my nature to perform shenanigans! I am a shenaniganizer!
It was almost too easy. I almost pity her. I truly would if I wasn't so hell bent on her downfall.
I coaxed the tall fellow into observing her combination. It wasn't very hard for him. All he had to do was stand over her shoulder and pretend to talk.
Monica knew there was foolery afoot! If only I could learn to control my shifty eyes in the time of battle, my methods of pranking would be indestructible. But what foul play would she have suspected? I would never be so stupid as to assume Monica would not know me well enough as to know that I am always up to something. The wench is far too keen on my abilities of hooliganry! DAMMIT DIARY I MAY HAVE BECOME PREDICTABLE!
Whether, that may be the case or not, after I was in possession of her combination that led me to the depths of her high school lair, I was happy than a child at a candy shop. It was like the first time I stepped into Pottery Barn Kids and saw that incredible sail boat bed....I just didn't know what to do with myself.
After emptying the contents from her locker that would help her succeed in passing high school, I quickly stuffed everything into my locker. As I learned though, I was far too giddy because I made the mistake of possibly gloating too much.
After realizing that my nemesis had taken ill, I decided to retreat a few steps back and not push further into my plan of action.
My foe is lucky this time around. Perhaps next time I will not be so merciful.
I just don't like to kick an opponent while they are down.
Nevertheless, I succeeded in crossing over enemy lines and I am therefore in the lead of PWII.
As for now, I will record all my thoughts on Prank War II while I wait patiently for her retailiation on this here blog.
And let me note, that this is an actual blog, as opposed to last time, when I called the blog a blog while it was in fact a notebook.
HAH! I laugh heartily at my juvenile ways.

Sincerely,
Jenni