It's different when Chelsea's not here. I don't have to wear a diaper, nobody asks me to dress up like cupid and I don't have to ride miniature horses. I feel like I really connect with Ross because when I close my eyes his voice sounds like my tia Manuela. I think from now on, even when Ms. Chelsea is back, I'm going to picture that it's Ross. It's a good thing E! promised me that nobody would be reading my diary or else I could get in big trouble for writing this.