2/4/4016
Dear Diary,
So what if I want to kick children down the stairs? I enjoy doing it so everyone should just stop calling sheriff carrot. If I Potato Fri want to kick children down the stairs then that is my choice! So then, you won't believe this, everybody in foodoffile town got all up in my screen door about it and called Sheriff carrot. Sheriff carrot told me "well Potato Fri I know your mother very well so I'll give you a warning, but this better not happen again. Do you understand me? It's wrong to kick children down the stairs". So I Potato Fri have a plano hehehehehehehehe!
3/4/4016
Dear Diary,
So my plano to stop kicking children down the stairs and knawing on their arms instead didn't work! Oh fooie! Everybody got all up in my screen door about it again! I have a feeling somebody (Broccoli Green) made everybody get all up in my screen door! Sherriff Carrot called me down to his office again today! What can I say their arms taste yummy? Anyway I think I'll have to go talk to my therapist, Peeta Mellark about this.
6/4/4016
Dear Diary,
I went and talked to Peeta about my problems today. This is how our conversation went I told him "Oh Peeta you have such dreamy eyes". "Well thank you, but I'm taken" he said. "I have a problem" I said. He asked me what my problem was and I told him "I'm horrible to children" He said "would a kiss help?'' Then he kissed me I'm finally better yipeeee.
8/4/4016
Dear Diary,
I threw a wish in the well. Don't ask me I'll never tell. I looked at you as it fell and now you're in my way. I trade my soul for a wish, pennies and dimes for a kiss. I wasn't looking for this, but now you're in my way. Your stair was holding. Ripped Jeans skin was showing. Hot night wind was blowing. Where you think you're going baby? Hey I Just met you and this is crazy. Here's my number so call me maybe!
Oh fooie did I just right all that down! :0
17/4/4016
Dear Diary,
ATTENTION: THIS PAGE HAS NOTHING WRITTEN IN IT BECAUSE POTATO FRI HAS DIED A TRAGIC DEATH. THEY CAME LOOKING FOR HER, MC DONALDS! THEN THEY FRIED HER POTATOE. WE WILL ALWAYS MISS HER! R.I.P.!