imagine yourself as nightingale. Write a page in your diary describing your feelings. Please give me the full answer and not just points please please.

Dear diary,
I have been here at Bingle Bog for some time. All the creatures here appreciate my singing. It has been great being a singer and I have gained a lot of popularity. But, after the frog started training me, I started losing my popularity and the audience dwindled. The frog scolds me for this. I am physically and mentally exhausted. I have lost my ability to sing well. Good night.
Nightingale