Dear Diary,
Today I woke up at 6am because I had accidentally fallen asleep on the couch last night. I ate oatmeal with berries in it, the old-fashioned kind that takes 5 minutes to cook, and drank some coffee. I'm already hungry again. The book I'm reading just had a part that was written in some kind of dialect but I have no idea what accent I was supposed to imagine the words in. Maybe it is not supposed to be imagined as spoken at all. I put Zim's Crack Creme on my face after taking a shower because it felt dry, but my sister says that you're supposed to use face lotion on your face because face skin is different from regular skin. I hope my skin will not be harmed.