Nothing much to report until now. My grandma is staying over, so she gets our bathroom. This means Amanda and I have to use Mom & Dad's bathroom. The point I am trying to make is: On the way back from my bedroom from brushing my teeth, I HAPPENED to spot Amanda's journal. And being the nosy person I am, I HAD to see if it contained any "boy gossip." Fat chance of any boy-talk in an 8-year old's journal! That is how I found out I am getting a book and ANOTHER diary. Honestly! I mean, I just started you! WHY in the world would I of all people need another diary? It makes me feel as if I have to hurry and finish you so I can start yet another diary. It is all very frustrating to me.
'Night,
Vanessa
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