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Dear Diary,

Since this is my first entry let me introduce myself to you since you will be the protector of all my secrets and embarrassments. I am Mariah Ambrose, a plain Jane from Veronaville.



I decided to get a diary to chronicle my life and hopefully my transition to the person I want to become. Just the other day I was hit with a revelation. “Hit” maybe the wrong word in this instance perhaps, rammed over a bridge by a semi at 100 miles an hour into a starved alligator infested river would be more accurate to describe the shock to my system I received. It all started as a normal day in the life of Mariah the Pariah. I woke up, rolled out of bed and immediately went in search of food. As  I was leaving my room I got assaulted by THEE mirror.



I now consider it the mirror of doom, and honestly I would like to file assault charges on that stinking little thing. Anyway, I walked past the mirror and something made me turn my head to look at it. Whatever it was I would like to have some words with it. I was confused for a moment, but the confusion swiftly turned into disbelief. That person in the mirror was....me!



How did I let myself go like that? I looked like death warmed over by a microwave with an extra helping of lard.  I was devastated!



I ran outside hoping some sunshine would help calm me down. I walked around the neighborhood in a pathetic little bubble of misery. I was pained! Worst yet, everywhere I turned their seemed to be a smiling happy couple. Apparently, while I was stuffing my face with nachos every one else was finding  the love of their lives. I had reached a new low! I thought it was impossible to get any lower then this morning but here was proof. I was so low, an ant couldn't even limbo under my lowness. Mariah the pariah was not only fat and fugly, but I was lonely too.



I needed help, and I knew just where to look. Let me introduce you to my sister Mikala.




She's disgustingly beautiful, right? You would assume by looking at her that she would be my younger sister by at least 10 years. Well, you know what they say about assumptions. That is Mikala my sister, let me be more specific, my TWIN sister. Once in our life we were identical, but over the years our similarities in not only looks, but in interests have spread farther and farther apart. I would love to say that were best friends and we embrace one another's differences but we don't. We dislike each other, intensely. It's actually amazing the animosity we have for one another.

It all started in middle school when she got into private school and I didn't. I was jealous and she was more then happy to rub her success in my face and from then we've been oil and water. You would think when our parents died  when we were only 16 , and all we had left in this world was each other that we would mend fences, no. Granted, we do love each other and we always make sure the other is taken care of. Or in my case, Mikala always takes care of me. That's the main reason why even to this day, 10 years from when our parents died, we still live together in a house my sister recently built for just us. The house is designed to limit as much as possible having to encounter the other person.



Oh no, I've catapulted off topic! Sorry, now returning you to your original program of miserable revelation. Where were we? Ah, yes help! I knew the perfect person to help me and I knew only one way to ensure she would. I called her down and I...begged.



I was surprised that she didn't demand more groveling. She actually did the unthinkable...she listened. She honestly listened to what I was saying and considering  helping me



Mikala: How serious are you?
Mariah: What do you see me? I'm so serious. More serious then I've ever been. I'm so focused, right now.
Mikala: So, tell me exactly what you want me to do for you?
Mariah:I want you to help beautify me, and find me a soul mate. I want you to help give me my life back.
Mikala: It's not going to be an over night success, you are aware.
Mariah: I am, I understand completely.
Mikala: You'll need to eat a balanced diet, workout, work on your people skills, fashion sense, and find a job! You have to fix yourself, become confident in who you are and proud of what you accomplished  before you start looking for a soul mate.
Mariah: That sounds sweet to me! Show me the way.

She commenced to list off things we needed to do and change so that I could be successful.



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OMG! this is really cool!

i can't wait till the next part!

aww poor Mariah! Can't wait to see the new her!

Great start!!  I'm really looking forward to the next installation.

more more more...please:)

AWESOME!!! love it...i will definetly be following this

great intro! :) loving it!

Well...Mariah's attire leaves a lot to be desired, but she has quite a striking face. Where abouts is she "fat", anyway?

Wow! Interesting beginning!
I'd like to see where this is leading.. ^^

ooooo!
I Love makovers!!!!  <3 <3

Dear Diary,

So, I've decided my sister is a five letter word that rhymes with itch. She woke me up before the freaking rooster had a chance to coc-a-doodle-do.



Who does that? She does.  I stared pointedly at her while she ripped the comforter off of my body and then she threw me some duds. They were my workout clothes she bought me one year for my birthday. The most working out I ever did with them was arm curls. I would curl my arm right up so that I could see the digits on the remote to change the channel



I was guessing from her workout attire that I wouldn't be watching any Spongebob Squarepants this morning. I looked around and realized it was barely daybreak. She had me up at this forsaken hour to exercise. The only time I got up this early was on Thanksgiving so that I could start early on the turkey and stuffing. I was infuriated that she would do something like this!

Mariah: I don't  like you
Mikala: Well, that wouldn't be  new
Mariah: Why do we need to get up this early to exercise.
Mikala: It's not early, it's 10 am. That's not early at all.
Mariah: Well, it is for me. I'm going back to sleep and we can do this say around 3 or 4 pm.
Mikala: No
Mariah: No?
Mikala: No, I unlike you have work to do. Besides, I always exercise in the morning. Now, I've been considerate of you. I normally exercise around 8 am, but I've waited so you can sleep in a bit.
Mariah: You call this sleeping in?
Mikala: I'm already late for work. I'm not going to argue with you about this.
Mariah: How can you be late for work when your the owner
Mikala: I have responsibilities
Mariah: That can be taken care of later
Mikala: Whatever, I knew you weren't serious about this. Eventually, I'm going to marry and have children and your going to have to find your own place to stay. I'm not going to foot the bill for you for the rest of my life. You ever thought about what your going to do when I'm no longer your sugar momma and you'll need to find a job, and  a place to stay. If you keep going like your going, your going to have to do it all alone.
Mariah: Pffft. I'll do just fine. Besides, she would never leave me to take care of myself if I couldn't, she would feel too guilty.
Mikala: Whatever,  I'm going to workout Miss. Revelation!



I would say the fast paced walk she was doing to get out of my room would be considered by anyone's standards as a workout. What did I tell you? I told you she was an itchbay. Nonetheless, she was the only one willing to help me and I knew I couldn't do it alone. So I quickly changed into the workout gear and followed her quickly up to her room. When I reached all the way up to her room their was an intense stare off. I normally always win, but today I had to turn my head. It wasn't like I felt guilty or anything their just was...a...bug on me. I had to swat it off, lest I get some kind of virus that bugs give to non-swatting people.

Mikala: Urgh. come, on! Your going to be so sorry you pissed me off.
Mariah: Umm, I...have to use the bathroom.
Mikala: Oh, no you don't!

She grabbed me and pulled me into the middle of her room . I was expecting the worst. I was expecting some Billy Blanks boot camp hell, but she started off with meditation. Now, since you just met me I cant expect you to just know this, but me clearing my mind is an impossible thing. However, the stillness of the room, the thump of my heart, the crickets soft chirp outside the window and my sisters soft instructions created a sense of peace in me I never knew.  

When we actually started yoga I couldn't think of a bad thing to say about it, which is saying something for me. I felt...like...a twin again. I haven't felt so in sync with my sister in so long.



I felt like I could do anything she did. I didn't feel like I was the twin that was less then.



I felt more then, more then I've been lately


While were cooling down from our yoga-riffic morning I was partaking in one of my favorite activities: a la nose pick. Hey! I don't eat them, I just dislodge them from their hiding place and fling them to a Mariah-free zone.



Ah, relief! My sister on the other hand looked totally repulsed. I never saw someone grab a vacuum so fast and go to work with it. Like really, what's one moist booger going to do to you?

Mikala: Gross!
Mariah: Hey sister, calm down.
Mikala: You, you...urgh..you...

That's when it happened! The constipated face turned into contemplative face, which never bodes well with me.



Actually, it meant disaster for me. Unfortunately, I was right this time and she pulled me into her private office.



Mikala: We need to fix a contract!
Mariah: A con-what?
Mikala: A contract
Mariah: Why?
Mikala: So, instances like this morning never happen. We need a contract and a schedule for you.
Mariah: but..
Mikala: No buts! You want my help right?
Mariah: Yes, fine!
Mikala: Good! Your schedule will go as follow. Yoga at 8 am.
Mariah: EIGHT am. Why can't it be at 10 like today!
Mikala: Because you didn't appreciate my sacrifice today so I refuse to alter my schedule again for you.
Mariah:  I'm appreciative, believe me, I am Sooo appreciative.
Mikala: Yoga at 8-9 am, breakfast and then when I go off to work you should start looking for a job.
Mariah: A job?
Mikala: Yes, a job. Were making your life new and new lives have jobs involved. You need some kind of independence to become a stronger more confident person.
Mariah: I have no skills!
Mikala: Of course you do! Your an amazing photographer. It's something you love to do. Why not get paid for it?



Mariah: If I could get a photography job, then I guess I wouldn't be opposed to working again.
Mikala: Again...pfft. Next, we should have lessons in manners because you lack them completely.
Mariah: Me? I am the most mannered person you know!
Mikala: Right! Your manners are impeccable. You don't pick your nose and fling them out like earlier. Hmm, you don't randomly burp...



...pull out a wedgie...


...or fart at the most inappropriate times?



Mariah: Umm, yeah! We need to work on my manners.
Mikala: I'm glad you agree.  If you can gain self confidence with a job, get back fit and learn how to socialize then we might be heading in the right direction. Oh, and eating. We've got to work on your diet!



With that unbelievably uncomfortable conversation done, we moseyed down to have quick bite to eat.



 Mikala made a delicious salad and we ate at the dining room table...together! Somehow, my sister and I did the unthinkable...we became...friends. Friends!
Mikala: So, I'm going to a party tonight if you wanted to...
Mariah: I'd love to.
Mikala: Cool! I have to head out to work. I'll have to get ready at the job, but I'll come pick you up around 10. See ya!

I couldn't believe I was going to go to one of my sister's swanky parties. The kinda of party that they normally wouldn't let me stand in front of because they were scared that I would ruin their reputation. I was ecstatic and after a quick shower I felt the need to celebrate. So, I ate a bowl of macaroni and cheese...



...and some more macaroni and cheese...



Perhaps eating wasn't the best way to celebrate, but it was so yummy yummy yummy in my tummy. This was going to be the night of my life I was sure of it!



Later that night...

Mikala picked me up at 10 sharp and we made it over to the Starlight Lounge. It was so nice and cool. The men their were...vavaavoooooooooom! Plus, they were all damn near breaking their neck looking at me. I knew I still had it. Damn, I'm so damn sexy I cant help it. I added  a little twist to the hips and flipped my hair out of my face while continuing to walk in. Unfortunately, that's when I realized that they weren't staring at me. All these men were drooling over my sister, my twin sister.  They were all looking over  me to look at her. The empowering confidence and sexy feeling I felt dissipated immediately. I just wanted a gaping hole to open up and swallow me. Mikala tried to pull me onto the dance floor with her friends, but I told her  I needed to relax for a little bit. I was an official wall warrior the entire night. I was so sad.



Worst, I couldn't help but stare at Mikala and look at how happy she was.



Attractive man after attractive man came up to her trying to engage her in a conversation, and with confidence I wished I had she would look them in the eye and politely decline.  Mr.Steamy McDreamy himself came up to her and apparently ignored her polite decline. Mikala threw a hand on a hip and gave him such a smug, superior look that he ran away with his tail between his legs.



Why couldn't I be her? Why couldn't I do that?

When we returned home I immediately made it to my bedroom and I cried...



...and cried some more.



While taking a shower I strengthened my resolve.



I AM going to change. I AM going to make boys drool.   I AM going to stay away from macaroni and cheese from now on. I AM going to be successful, and I AM going to find my soul mate.

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I foresee some shopping, a slimmer Mariah, and a full out makeover!

Author Notes:
I've got the next chapter almost fully constructed! Let me know what you guys think! Hit that reply button or rating button to show your support. :-)

Recognition: Thanks Elven_Song, and OddBall011 for showing your support!

Nice story!! I really like it! :)

Bravo! I love where this story is going! Keep it up!

wooop I love this stroy
Ha Ha when she said vavavooom it made me think of my german teacher because she says that
well soon enough the boys will drool over you Mariah!!!

Hey Mariah, come on over to my game I'll have hotties lined up to see ya!

This is so great and unique. I really want it to all work out for Mariah and I hope she meets a nice guy. Waiting for more!

It's going to be tough to give up that yummy mac and cheese but I think she can do it! LOL!  I bet once she toughen's her resolve she looks better than her twin.

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Babyblueheart:[/B] I'm glad you like it :-)
Quaxo: It's going to get even more interesting within the next few chapters!
OddBall011: Hmmm are you hitting on my sim Odd? Cool! I want to tell you guys so badddddddd what she's going to finally look like when all is said and done, but I cant! I may give out some hints though. >contemplates<
Omggitsameelia: Your name is a keyboard full, I likes. I think everyone is kinda on her side. Theirs something so caustic but cute in Mariah.  She has a way of growing on you.
Starlucid: It is going to be hard to just say no to the mac and cheese. She'll need some serious willpower, but I think she has it in her.



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Yippeeee! I really love the story, and am definitely itching to see Mariah when she's all done! I agree with starlucid, she'll probably be prettier than Mikala! :) By the way... Mikala and Mariah- cool names! :)

^^ Wow! this' a really cool story, I can't wait to see the results of her makeover, and how she keeps up with her goals.

Another addictive story, I love it. It'll be interesting to see how she develops over time :)

I'm really liking this hon. :)
 I (bad Verly) don't read many of the sim stories here like I should, but knowing you from Worst Inlaw I had to stop by and read your story.  I understand the subject more then I would like to admit, but without the twin sister to help me out.

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Review time, yay!!
Verly: Yayy, I'm so glad you could stop in and check out my story! I think everyone can relate to the story one way or the other, be it your the Mariah or Mikala in the story. Lol, I've been both!
Dangermouse: I really want to focus on her development into a stronger person, but I'm really cautious about changing who she is. Lol, I like some of her bitterness.
Elven song: How Mariah keeps up with her goals will be interesting. She's such a sucker when it comes to food and workout. She'll just have to say NO to the mac and cheese, and ditch a little bit of the attitude.
Babyblueheart: Aww, I'm so excited that you really like the story. It'll be interesting to see everyones reaction to her spanking new makeover. Plus, I really...really love those names too.[/FONT]

So looking forward to it!! :)

Hey...when's there going to be an update?!

Ohhh! I'm sorry to hear about your computer. I will be so looking forward to reading this next chapter! Good luck in rewriting it! :):):)

I am so looking forward to reading more.  I am excited to see if she gets a guy!

yay! *jumps up and down with excitement*
sorry to hear about computer troubles :( no need to apologise, we all have these things once in a while

Can't wait for an update. I really like this one. :)

Love the story!

We just finished reading 'Flowers for Algernon' in my English class and I'm in love with the diary format. Keep it up! I'll continue to read. =D