Happy Birthday to Me. . .
Hmm. Months without livejournal, and now I am back and more powerful than ever.
It's my eighteenth birthday. So I went to school, almost died from bordom, brought a new laptop, and walked down memory lane. Mom gave me all of the photo albums of my eariler years, Elly the elephant, and numerous other crafts. Brittany tagged my car and it looks beautiful. It's my birthday and I can do whatever I want. . .
It's my eighteenth birthday. So I went to school, almost died from bordom, brought a new laptop, and walked down memory lane. Mom gave me all of the photo albums of my eariler years, Elly the elephant, and numerous other crafts. Brittany tagged my car and it looks beautiful. It's my birthday and I can do whatever I want. . .