Dear diary,

  It's scary how days seem to get shorter and shorter as I grow older.

  Today I woke up, wen't to school, did some stuff. And now it's night time. Like, where did the time go?

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  Are we all just drifting in a sea of time? Just letting things pass us by? I honestly don't know where I'm going with this.

  Goodman has convinced the Butcher to invest in his gym business. I don't know how, but he did it. Maybe I should try build muscle. Goodman was going on about how time seems so slow whenever he works out.

  I'm gonna be buff by the end of the year!

  Love,

  Tina