Hey, so it's June 22, aka THE DAY BEFORE THE BEST DAY EVER. Tomorrow is my last day of school, after which I'm visiting my mom and her gay future husband/best friend Jeremiah (who makes good tacos and AWESOME creme brulee and wants to take me shopping for makeup (even though I don't wear makeup)) and I am very excited to go this year. Which is strange, because usually I don't really look forward to it. It's kind of personal, but come on, you guys know the caterpillar story that I've never told anyone not even my best friends, plus I don't know you personally, so what can it hurt, right? Plus, EVERYONE knows about my mom in real life... by real life, I mean, away from my laptop. So here goes:

My mom...

Yeah, never mind. Sorry. Maybe another time. I'm not sure how to say it.

Anyway, I'm almost done with the eighth grade. So that's a big deal. Sort of. I'm just trying to find something to wear tomorrow... I need new sundresses.

Before you say anything, let me inform you: I am NOT a girly girl. Maybe a bit. But I'm not obsessed with clothes or hair or makeup or guys... Well, not clothes or makeup or guys. My hair always bothers me when it poofs too much or I straighten it too straight... Why am I telling you this?? Anyway, I'm not all pink and sparkly and happy-go-lucky about EVERYTHING, like SOME people. But I'm not a guy in a girl's body, before you get the wrong impression. I'm kind of in-between.

I've just realized that I went waaaaay off topic. Shutting up.

sHeLbYrAiNe 23:44, June 22, 2010 (UTC)