AT HOME,6:12A.M.

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I think I may be having a nervous breakdown or something because suddenly I just started crying and couldn't stop. I WANT MY DIARY!! My room was a total mess after just one box of tissues. But by the time I sobbed my way through seven boxes of tissues, I looked like a giant piece of FLUFF. With EYEBALLS! PLEASE. HELP. ME. As much as I wantes to just lie there staring at the wall and sulking, I FINALLY decided it was time to drag my butt out of bed. WHY? Because all those wet, soggy tissues were quickly starting to dry and harden around my body, potentially tranforming ME i.to a HUMAN pinata!! And Brianna just LOVES pinatas. I was absolutely TERRIFIED she would:

1. Dump lots of sweets down my throat.

2. String me up on a pole.

3. Hit me with a plastic bat until I either burst or coughed up some sweeta.

That child has serious issues. I'm just saying . . .!!

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 14, 2014 ⏰

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