Dear diary,

Today wasn't that interesting, nothing interesting has happened for a while, the last thing that was intresting that I done was with the hydra. Anyway, nothing was happening. But the Cutie Mark Crusaders where trying to get their cutie marks. They mustn't know much about them, so I got their teacher, Mrs Cheerilee, to come talk to them while they were at my library.

I returned with her to find my library in a wreck... Again... Turns out the Cutie Mark Crusaders were trying to be librarians, like me. But sadly failed and admited it. Which was good, it's good for them to admit their failures, until Spike started to rub it in for them, horrible, purple and green snot. I went over, telling them to ignore Spike and ignore the things that they were doing and do the things that they like doing. Doing things they liked would help them get their cutie marks faster. I'm glad I brought Cheerilee along because she had the perfect place to start. A talent show being hosted in Ponyville! But they still missed the point. DO WHAT YOU LIKE DOING! Don't do random things that you don't like doing. Do things you like and are good at. Judging by their listening skills, I don't think they're A* students.

When they returned, they had a bunch of things with them, fabrics, a fan, cans of paint. They came over to see me to borrow a book. A horror book. I didn't know why they wanted it, but my only guess is they were trying to get their cutie marks in bed wetting from scary stories.

It was the night of the fashion show, and the Cutie Mark Crusaders were about to go on. I went back stage to wish them luck, but when I saw them, it wasn't what I was expecting. They didn't look good, they looked like some kind of bad boy band who couldn't sing and were laughed and booed at every time they sang and still thought they were good. I asked them about the act to see if that was any better, but it wasn't. It was worse! Maybe this wasn't a good idea after all. Scootaloo was singing, bad idea, she sings like Snips and Snails. Apple Bloom was doing Kong Fu. I'm now doing bets of how many bones she would break, other ponies and her own. And finally, Sweetie Bell was in charge of props and costumes. Which means the designing talent didn't run in the family. They were awful. But I hid the truth, I had to. I didn't want to crush their confidence when they were about to go on. I went back to my seat when they went on. The act started and everypony was gob smacked from the first line, it was that bad, then there was Spike, sitting next to me, laughing. At the end of the act, let's just say that the stage was theirs, because no pony wanted it now that they destroyed it. Spike was still laughing, and so was the crowd, because they couldn't keep in the laughter anymore. Next it was time for the awards. Snips and Snails got an award for best magic show, sponsored by the Great and Powerful Trixie. In fact, they were the only magic show, and they were really bad. The two fillies with the roller skates one an award, which was good. They deserved it. Believe it or not, the Cutie Mark Crusaders got an award. Spike chocked on his popcorn when he heard that announcement. For best comedy act. You have to agree, it was so bad it was laughable. I went backstage again to congratulate them. But they got an award and still were depressed because they didn't have their cutie marks yet. Meaning they still didn't learn that it takes time for a cutie mark! They don't listen at all.

Fillies don't listen anymore, what happened to the good old days when fillies were disaplined when they didn't listen or do as they were told? Because these three could really use it.