Dear book,

  It’s been awhile, hasn’t it? I had to go back a few pages, just to remember what I’ve written a few month before. And I call you book, because that’s what you are. A book.

  Okay I admit, you help ordering the chaos in my head. At least a little bit. Maybe I’ll call you diary this time, because you know, it’s the last time we have to write an entry, because – yay! – Baka and I are officially mental again! Or so Ritsuko said. So no more psychotherapy. Kind of sad, because over the last few years I kinda get used to it. And Dr. Schiller is way better than Dr. Akimi back in Japan.

  Speaking of Japan… We have to go back in two weeks for testing out the new Evas. Yeah, we still have to pilot… Seems like no one else can do it. Kinda strange and very annoying if you ask me, but the payment is good. At least we don’t have to fight big ugly creatures from hell anymore. Now we are just the best paid excavator drivers in the world. Shinji hates it when I call us that. But that’s what we are. Excavator drivers. Helping the UN rebuild the world. Not that we haven’t done enough to help…

  Anyway, two more weeks in good old Germany. Yes! Even Baka-Shin likes it here – finally! Although every now and then he grumbles about the cold weather and all the snow. But it’s December and we live near the Bavarian Forest, so what does he expect? He loved the Christkindlmarkt, though. Maybe it was because of all the Glühwein we drank or the hot kissing behind the one big christmas tree… Hihi… Ah, but that’s to private for you, book- Dairy, sorry.

  Stolen story; please report.

  So, I’m turning eighteen tomorrow, then I’m officially allowed to drive, yes! Not that I control a fricking mech weighing over a hundred tons or something. Duh, rules! At least no more suicide-trips with Misato. I swear, ever since her little rascal was born, she’s been driving even more breakneck. I have a hunch Misato does that on purpose, just to see Mika laugh. I have to admit, it’s damn cute, hearing Mika-chan laugh.

  Ha, speaking of Misato’s daughter… Kind of funny, isn’t it? Oh the irony… Now that I know the little brat, I kinda wished I could get one of my own… But Ritsuko made it very clear that I will never have children of my own… Fucking Evangelions… I haven’t talked with Shinji about that… My clueless little baka.

  Anyway… have to stop this trail of thoughts before I end up someplace dark. Still not sure I want to go there, after all the time and all the love Shinji is giving me… Maybe one time…

  Now now, where was I? Ah yes, partey! I’m glad we can celebrate at home. Yes, I call it home, deal with it! Even though we’ve only been here a few months, I call it that. It just feels right. It has been my home as I was little, true, but that was different. A different time. A different life. Now I want to stay here. I want to live here. With Shinji… Crazy, huh? I haven’t told him that yet either. Maybe tomorrow. If I get a nice present from my Baka-Shinji.

  Okay dairy, I think that’s enough. We will meet again soon, I promise.

  So, goodbye for now.

  xoxo Asuka