Hi all! Before I begin, I want to say, real quick, the point of my review of Happy Hunting WASN'T trying to show one SHOULD focus on searching for happiness. It was just a celebration of Penny's character and how it played out and was effected in the episode.
Alright. A few weeks ago, I made a topic on SS called Character Diaries, where I wrote about some made up and some "real" AIO events from a character's point of view. Aaron Wiley pointed out it would make a fun blog feature. So, now it is. Here is the first of my blog's Character Diaries. It takes place shortly before the first "Character Diary" I made on CC, and it tries to account for why EMILY of all people has such a sentimental thing as a diary in the first place.

It’s strange what’s happened to this recording of cases. I never really wanted an outlet for my emotions til now. I used to just use this book to put down all my mysteries. Now, I’ve slowly turned it into almost a diary. It feels odd to have emotions that well up so much in me and become such a part of me... I just have to DO something with them.
I guess it all started with Buck. I just couldn’t control myself around him. And that’s new. Sometimes I can’t control myself because I want to control things. With Buck I couldn’t help myself because I lost my control… because I wanted to lose my control.
It’s so weird. I wanted to be helpless around him. It hurts me so much to see him in jail.
But sometimes, I get sick of writing about all that over and over. I mean, there’s so much fun stuff in my life. Jay recently tried to make Barrett fail a spelling bee by distracting him every time he had to spell something. Distract him with a firecracker. Subtle. I don’t even want to guess how he got explosives into a public school. He’s in all kinds of trouble. He says he can’t understand “… a country where they restrict your right to blow things up.”
Matthew is still preoccupied with his tinkerers club, but I’ve gotten used to that. He enjoys it, and still has time for me, though not as much as he used to. Of course, that doesn’t prevent me from occasionally reminding him of how extremely generous I am to let him have his way. He’s kind of cute. Sometimes I almost think… Forget it. He’s too weird. He’s a great person. But a boyfriend is preferably someone who is a somewhat normal and certifiable human rather than all-things-mechanical obsessed brainiac.
Well, until next time, this is Emily Jones… and I miss Buck.