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It's late. 9:04 to be specific. There are 4 days, 11 hours and 17 minutes left until I turn 16. I will be sitting in math class next to Davido when I turn 16. Mwaha, he shall feel the full wrath of my 16-ness. Whoooo, so several things have been made clear to me through personal reflection and blatant confessions, and right now I'm at the point of laughing my ass off at the pettiness of teenagers. Just thought I should share that thought with my lovely cherubim. I dislike concert choir, it has too many people (READ: FRESHMEN) in it. It's rather a slap in the face after NYSSSA. I mean, concert choir last year rocked, and the year before that was AMAZING. Now with all these tone-deaf freshies, it's like... owwwwwwwww. And as of right now, there is NO CANTA SERA. Can you see my anger now? ARGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I seriously need an outlet for GOOD singing. I really want my voice lessons to start, cuz something is seriously wrong with my voice right now, and I'd really like to fix it before it becomes irreversible- or worse, a bad habit.
Other than that, my birthday is Swedish Fish themed (even though I'm a nonbeliever). The 19th is also Talk Like a Pirate Day. So you have to talk like a pirate while giving me Swedish Fish. Capisce? Good!! Oh, and comment in Mary's post cuz she is The Mary of Swedish Fishism. Yup. Ciao loves.
Other than that, my birthday is Swedish Fish themed (even though I'm a nonbeliever). The 19th is also Talk Like a Pirate Day. So you have to talk like a pirate while giving me Swedish Fish. Capisce? Good!! Oh, and comment in Mary's post cuz she is The Mary of Swedish Fishism. Yup. Ciao loves.