Mood: Estatic.
Song: Time Flies - Lykke Li.
I sit tight,
Don't wanna miss the show.
Five days til my birthday.
I can't lie, I'm getting a little excited.
Time flies,
Another year closer to death, as some would say.
But I'm anticipating it.
I remember last year,
It didn't really seem to matter that it was my birthday to me,
It felt like another day.
I remember...
I received the best gift ever that day.
I was sang to by my best friend and her family.
That was the best gift I ever got, I know it.
Even her dad joined in. (:
It's been nearly a year since then,
And thinking about that still makes me smile so big!
I love Brianna Cheyenne.
I'm so excited for the summer,
To finally have her here and enjoy the carefree days by my side.
It just seems so right, you know.
Everything about this friendship gives me butterflies!
Jordan is going to California for the Millionaires last US Concert.
I kinda can't believe he's really, truly going but he is.
I'm happy for him
He does kinda deserve it, you know.
He's going to meet his biffle,
And it makes me a little jealous,
But I'm still happy for him.
I studied for like two hours for AP Gov today,
Chilled with Mako & her baby sister, ate some delicious sushi.
Same plan for tomorrow,
With Trevor and Craig and who knows whoelse as well!
I saw Mister Tall guy,
He said the straight hair threw him off.
He's actually pretty cool
I wish I didn't come off as a bother to him when he was in IB,
but that's alright.
I'll be back home soon.
Back with the kids that don't understand, but try to understand.
Isn't it weird, how so many people just long to be understood by their circle of friends,
And I have that, but I don't want it at all.
We're all soooo open,
and it's great to have people we can confide in,
But I don't want that.
I want to hide myself from the world,
From the people who surround themselves with my presence.
I crave the drama that's actually intense,
Not the pety IB drama.
Something real,
Something heart breaking.
I look inside myself,
and I love who I've become.
I know I'm not done growing,
Or changing and morphing or anything of the like,
But I love myself.
And I'm proud of myself,
No matter what anyone has to say of me,
I'm a beautiful, young adult.
Sweet sixteen,
I say hello!
To another great year.
<3
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