Mother's Day is tomorrow? What? Dang it... I'm the worst daughter in the world. Really. Maybe I should do something nice for my mom since I didn't *buy* her anything. Clean the house? LAME. Can I earn a reward for the worst daughter ever? I don't doubt it.
I really just wish I could catch up on my life. I am SO far behind it's not even funny. I have many many things to do and so little time. And yet, I never do them. Call me a loser. Honestly. One day, I am going to be completely amazing and I'll do what I need to do. Maybe people would finally like me then. Especially the parents. Sheesh. So, I'm a brat. Especially of late. I've become the stereotypical teenage girl. I'm a sass to everyone and when I don't get my way I throw a tantrum. I'm so lame. One day I'll grow up. But for now, I'm remaining childish. So there. Ha.
Alright, so, my good friend Kayla Smith's birthday was today. Not just birthday, but Sweet 16. It was a BLAST! Volleyball, dancing, *slow* dancing (...yeah...), smores, bonefire, zombie tag, mario cart, cops coming and giving us a ticket, me and Daniel being royalty, freeze, park bench, etc. Wait, did I say cops? Yes... during the very last song that was played, the cops came and ticketed us because the music was too loud. Our response? HAHAHA! Lame. Some people. GAH, I just barely got the campfire smell out of my hair from earlier this week. Now it's back. Dang it. Good thing I LIKE fire, haha. :)
So, all in all, I had a good time. Although I might not have looked it. I seemed like a loner, but sometimes I just like to keep myself, ya know? But thanks to some people (Daniel and Royce), kept me going and keeping me company. Great people, you know. I'm so happy Kayla can finally be 16 so that she can break all the little boys' hearts OFFICALLY. Hahaha, ;)
It's now midnight thirty. It's waaaay past this kid's bedtime. Now my stummy hurts and I have a sore throat. I blame you. So, I'm off to bedland to hopefully have more dreams like I did a couple nights ago... Ha. Hahaha. Ha. Goodnight moon.
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