Dear diary,

  I don't like homework.

  Also, Jo brought a bird into the dorm and she's bribing me with pizza to keep quiet about the bird. It's some kind of raven, I think. It's huge for a raven though and it also breaths fire.

  A case of content theft: this narrative is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation.

  I saw it trying to set Jo on fire while I was walking to the kitchenette.

  And it can talk. I've heard of ravens that can talk but never seen one have a full blown argument with a person before. I swear it was giving me the stink eye while I was heating up my chicken wrap in the kitchen.

  I don't think it likes me.

  Love,

  Tina