Mi cumpleanos...
So... In 36 minutes I will no longer be sixteen. Hmm...
So he wasn't home in time for gymanstics, but I'll have him tomorrw night. :) I get what I want...
Whats-her-face was at the apartment tonight. I hate that. I broke into tourettes major when Sarah and I stepped out the door. I started bitching about her and how it's so awkward when she's there becuase he doesn't want to piss either of us off. Whateva, whateva...
I got a hickey today. I'm no sleazebag... it's from the beam, believe it or not. Weird, I know. I also have the world's biggest, sickest bruise on my thigh. It's awesome.
You're getting obsessive. Quit it.
Still looking for takers on flowers when I get them...