I'm a real teenager right now. Really tired and really attracted and really really ready for school to be over. I'm also dreading it. But I want band camp to start. But I want that moment every day when I walk into English and first see you. That is just golden for me. But I also don't want to have any reason in the world to awake before nine am. Except maybe Disneyland. I want to see the sun rise. I want to be awake enough to watch it set. I want I want I want. Real teenager.
I have a 2.7. Thank you world. My hair looks good right now. Lucky me, just in time to go to sleep.
I hatehatehate earthquakes. They make me cry.
Weird thing. I cry a lot now. I didn't use to, but now I do. I like it better this way.
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