Lou has been taking to the internet to deal with her frustrations in life. The most recent frustration is that her dad, Leland, finally announced the heir to the legacy
throne. Much to her dismay, the heir was NOT her incredible self. Clearly this was a travesty that needed to be aired on her blog- “Life with Lou.”Dear Readers,
regret to *cough* am here to inform you that my oldest brother, Dexter, has been chosen as the family heir. I love him, but I really don’t see how he was chosen over me. First of all, this family has a clear pattern of usually choosing female heirs. Dad was simply an anomaly since Gran Gran didn’t have any biological daughters to carry on the gene pool. But Dexter just doesn’t make any sense. I’m a woman. I’m the rightful heir! Or, at least, I should be… even if this legacy technically doesn’t adhere to any gender-based heir laws according to the official documents.
Furthermore, I think I have so much more to offer the legacy than Dex does. I am smart, funny, beautiful and confident. Dexter has spent his life nearly afraid of his own shadow he is so timid around others! How is a man like that supposed to lead a family? Okay, okay… so now he’s suddenly much more ambitious, but I just can’t stop seeing him as that nervous, anxious teenager who doesn’t do much else but sit in the corner and think. How is he going to make any money?! If all he ever does is think… goodness, he should be pursuing a career in Philosophy, NOT heirship.
At least I’m not going to get kicked out of the house or anything. I mean, I have no doubts that I would be able to make it on my own if I were, since I’m so resourceful, but I just don’t want to be tossed aside like a plate of stale kale chips. I want to leave when it’s my own decision to leave. My parents are very supportive of that, at least. Even if my father doesn’t seem to know what is best for this legacy…
Oh, shoot! Someone’s knocking on the door, so I better run. I don’t want any of my family reading this blog post… that could be a disaster!