It’s mah birthday I can cry if I want to
ARRRGGGGH. Another whole 364 days until my next birthday. Isn’t it CRAZY? I’m thirteen. An actual teenager finally. I was supposed to start a nostalgic diary (in my new JW Anderson notebook Oh-ohhhhhhh) on the day of my birthday i.e on Sunday but OH NO. I’m so popular that I was too busy rollin’ with ma homies…and pretending to be honey boo boo child and having *foot* baths and watching “Clueless” & “Jawbreaker” & “10 Things I hate About You” ALL-IN-A-ROW. So much to tell. So much to tell. Blogging has been fairly dotty lately and to be honest I haven’t yet mustered the courage to write something actually meaningful, as a pose to the usual glitzy VIIBBEZZ posts, right? But, hark/alas/something along the lines: it is angsty October break so I will have mucho time to feed you my thoughts.
I am so buggin for the holidays. I am so tired of school. It literally sucks so much. Homework, jerks and teachers. Ah well. Instead of boasting about whatever I got for my birthday I just wanted to say that I’m still alive and stuff- BUT I’m working to perfect about 8 different posts at the moment so hopefully things will just all come together and you’ll all be serenaded with AWESOME. Anyways, for now, here is just a polaroid my Dad/Mum took on the morning of my birthday. I wanted it to be like Jawbreaker (when they open the trunk, remember?) except I’m not dead, right? Anyway- happy creeep weeek and happy October- WHOOP WHOOP! (By the way, I know that one is upside down!)