July 3, 2014
I haven't found you yet, so I'm just going to start writing in your diary in your place. It's pages are lonely, therefore I must save the day.
What I've done today:
-count how many cheerios in a box of cheerios
-listen to the popular songs of the past. Is Friday no longer 'in' or something?
-count how many white hairs Sue has (she totally freaked out. It was hilarious)
What I've accomplished today:
-making Sue freak out
-counting how man cheerios in a box of cheerios
-listening to popular songs of the past. I'm still hung up about what the Fox says.
Alright! I'll admit it! I'm kind of bored. Just a bit. Come on web head, where are you. Please don't tell me your fairy god mother appeared and took you to a month long vacation at Hawaii or something. Don't get me wrong, I love Hawaii, but there's this scary old lady who lives there and somehow is always able to detect me. Stay away from her. She gives the most painful cheek squeezes.
DAMMIT WEB HEAD, I'M GETTING INTO THIS DIARY THING!
Why am I writing into your diary when I could be blogging right now. Geez.
-HUMAN TORCH