Dear Diary,
It's midnight and I'm completely pooped. I'm so tired you could splash ten gallons of water on me and I'd fall asleep instead of scream. Yawn! I have to go, my grandma said it's time to hit the hay.
Love,
P.S.I'm at my grandma's for New Years.
Friday, December 31, 2004
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