I know this post was from a while ago, and I wasn't even in NY, but my diary looked exactly like this, too (it was pink, yes)! Hehe.
(There may also have been kittens involved... *g* Unfortunately, none of my clasrooms had glitter-glue. What!? You can't play with sparkles in grade 12? 'Grow up'? What's wrong with these people?!) And there was definitely some giggling!