| I'm 16 not 6 |
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Charlotte is on holiday in Manhattan and Andrea just returned from Los Angeles and is going to London. And what exciting thing is Pierre doing? Nothing.
Sometimes I feel more like Alexandra than I should. Andrea went to Ibiza with his friends when he was my age and I'm only a year younger than Charlotte but I think my family forgets that.
It might help if they would all stop calling me Peepee.
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| Fontainebleau Stalkers |
[02 Oct 2003|12:18am] |
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Jeanne d'Arc School in France is where my family attends schooling. Andrea went to this school as does Charlotte and of course so do I.
Valentine is here too which is the best thing about school really.
Today we were followed again though. Charlotte and I.
I've spent most of my life wanting to be Andrea. I wanted to walk and look and talk and smile like him. I wanted to have his personality and his face and be the oldest. I wanted to be if not him than just like him. I thought his life was so amazing and glamourous and everything must be perfect.
Today we were followed again
They follow us more and more lately
I can't take Valentine out without being photographed
We can't even attend classes without harrassment
My life is more like Andrea's than ever now....
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| Who lives in a pineapple under the sea? |
[28 Aug 2003|09:55pm] |
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Ah yes. Hours of procrastination, late night SpongeBob SquarePants marathons, and the obligatory creamed spinach in the dining hall. Valentine and I have begun another school year. Perhaps this is the year when I will pull my best prank yet and be expelled.
Just kidding Maman...possibly.
You know the teachers keep me around for my witty personality and good looks.
It is strange. I see the same teachers each day and sleep in the same dormitory every night as I have done for years. Yet everything is different.
I have a beautiful Valentine at my side and there is a new world at my beck and call.
I stand up straighter when I am holding her hand and I feel less of the lesser in me and more of posibilities.
And I must admit that it is rather amusing when everyone does a double take to make sure that I am really holding hands with her.
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| To the lady in the tower |
[23 Aug 2003|09:52pm] |
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She's so high
High above me, she's so lovely
She's so high, like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite
To Princess Valentine
Throw down your hair.
I miss you.
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| Heat |
[20 Aug 2003|11:37pm] |
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I apologize for my lack of updates and must blame them on the ruthless Parisian heat which has been nothing short of a plague on the city.
Fortunately for me, however, this means that Valentine and I are mostly living in the swimming pool. This is not an unpleasant situation. In fact I think I may abandon my regular lessons in favor of an all-swimming curriculum.
Does this suit, Maman?
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| Magic (once more with feeling) |
[11 Aug 2003|02:56pm] |
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To the girl who stole my heart the first time she rode like the wind on her "unicorn."
You believed in magic then, and you are magic to me now.
To Valentine...the girl I love, and my best friend.
To you.
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| Life Line |
[04 Aug 2003|02:54pm] |
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Happy birthday to my sister. Enjoy one of your presents.
Drea, shall we meet soon? We have much to speak of, recent Formula One races not withstanding, no?
AS for myself, the lesser of the Casiraghis, although I feel very lucky in my life, I have always been waiting for some thing. It has been both thrilling and un peu effrayant to realize that the most important moments in my life have been waiting for me, far ahead in the distance.
Now, I feel that one of them is not so distant. I go now meet this beautiful girl under our tree of delights. Perhaps life may begin before I turn 16 yet.
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[26 Jul 2003|10:51pm] |
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Romeo took me for a walk this morning in the chill Paris rain. Valentine, why no answer to my ring at 7 a.m.?
Now I am waiting for Drea to return, so that I may meet his lovely friend and go in search of a gift for Charlotte's birthday. I am glad that Drea is near again. I worry for him, although I try to keep it quiet, for I know that he has enough of that from everyone in the family. The person in question is bloody brilliant on the football field, but I hope he will prove worthy on a field of a different kind.
In the meantime, I am sure that Miss Terminator and the lovely Valentine will make even shopping a pleasant experience.
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[17 Jul 2003|11:14pm] |
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Today I walked along the Seine with the most beautiful girl in all of Paris. Is it not amazing that this ancient river has seen so much, yet still it flows? As we walked upon le pont Neuf, I looked into the water and saw a glimpse of my future in this river of the past as I took her hand in mind.
Not even the river can know what is to be in our lives, yet at that moment the water seemed both rushing and still at the same time.
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[09 Jul 2003|03:59am] |
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"All boys, but one, grow up."
I have been thinking today of this quote from J.M. Barrie's "Peter Pan." There was a time when these words were both fascinating and exhilerating to me. As a lanky ten year old engrossed in a book, they suited me. Strangely enough, this was not all that long ago.
I have done a lot of thinking lately, about my family, and about myself. We are all growing up...even little Alix, in her own way. And I can no longer pretend that I am not doing so.
I wish it, but yet I don't. I see what it all means--duty, honor, misery--and I think twice about becoming an ideal son of Monaco.
I cannot pretend that I do not wish to be the man with Valentine at his side. Yet I look at my family and wonder if this can be. I now see what adulthood means, but I do not care. I still wish to have it all.
Perhaps I am more like my brother and sister than people think.
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| A Witch and Wizard in Paris... |
[27 Jun 2003|02:00pm] |
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The lovely Miss Pozzodiborgo and I are venturing into the new Harry Potter at last. Why can't every day begin with a new Harry Potter book and a beautiful girl? Perhaps I have found the secret to happiness.
I shall not spoil anything, but the book so far is bloody brilliant. Everyone should read it.
And may I also announce that Valentine is a sorcière and has a way with charming and enchanting.
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| The Boy Who Lived |
[16 Jun 2003|09:23pm] |
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Only five days until the new Harry Potter is released. I must admit that I cannot wait. When being the jester/prince becomes tiring, I can always slip between the covers of a good book and escape.
For Goblet of Fire, Valentine and I spent long, lazy mornings under our favorite oak until we had read it to completion. Will I have that pleasure again, Val?
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| It is a dog's life |
[09 Jun 2003|11:09pm] |
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Today in the bright Parisian sun, Romeo and I indulged in a lengthy jog. It is said that dogs exhibit the personalities of their owners. If this is so, I ask why Romeo is so enamored by the lovely mademoiselles who stop and admire him, while much less can be said for me as regards a certain belle dame Française. Not that I am jealous of my fine chien, who has the loudest bark in all of Europe.
Perhaps Juliet was wrong and it is all in the name. Casanova Casiraghi, anyone?
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[05 May 2003|02:52am] |
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This is here to let someone know that I'm alive if she is feeling better. Or has come to her senses about Prince Charming.
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[03 Apr 2003|01:24pm] |
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It's so boring here without Andrea and Charlotte. I've no one to bitchtalk to so I decided to undelete my journal. I have to find some new icons.
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[18 Oct 2002|11:14pm] |
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It is October and I am back at school. I do well at my studies. What else is there for me to do with the eyes of Maman always on me? I am more popular at school now that Andrea is gone. Which makes me feel good and bad, but popularity is better than being ignored. Anyone who says it isn't is a liar.
In the press it is said that I am the new love of Valentine. It is not real but it makes me wish for it.(Val, I know you will read this but, I can't make a lie in my own journal. I do wish it. So if you do not and I know you do not, pretend you are not reading these words.)
It is good to be a motorist. I love this so much more than being a pedestrian.
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[09 Sep 2002|01:47pm] |
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On 5 September it was my birthday. I am fifteen. I am driving now thank you to Drea who has been patient in teaching me. He is more patient with me than I am with myself. With this I am in a race to become a man. I am tired of being the child. I think this is because I have the appearance of one.
I look the student but I play the clown.
I think I should like to be as my aunt Stephanie and join the circus. I would like to ride the elephants, tame the bears and romance many girls as we roam from town to town. I do not see what is so bad as to make my grandfather so unhappy with my aunt. She is the youngest of them as I am the youngest of the Casiraghi trio so I understand her place. Clowns, there must be clowns. Is it not better to laugh then to cry?
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[28 Aug 2002|06:32pm] |
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Valentine would not stop being a pest until I made a journal.
I would have maybe made one but not as soon as now.
We will be back to school soon.
Andrea is giving me lessons in driving. This is great fun. I've yet to hit anyone but members of the media beware.
My birthday is soon and all should be planning the gifts to give me, especially Val.
I am to be fifteen but I look as twelve. My hair has no rules and I am not tall but I have purple tint on the lenses of my glasses. I see a better world this way.
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