Dear Diary,
Don and I met each other's eyes today! I'm so excited. We could be good friends couldn't we? He seems so genuine... So nice... If only Crystal weren't there! Maybe I'd have a chance then... How do I get rid of her? I'll think of a way. God, even for one sentence from Don would make me happy. With those sparkling brown eyes, and the sarcasm that he's always making people laugh with, and the way we gravitate toward each other. I've been watching him for a while now. We would be perfect.
I even have a nickname for him. Donny-Boo! Isn't that just the cutest? Mom hit me today. Said I eat too much. Daddy told her she shouldn't do that. I sat at the Kitchen table and cried while eating my sandwich. I don't like eating so much, because Don would be repulsed to see me eat... He would cringe away and tell me he never wanted to see me again. And we can't have that, can we? I will try and talk to him tomorrow, and see how It goes. Bye.
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