i’m sitting in the library waiting for michelee people watching. it’s actually entertaining.

it's my birthday tomorrow.

just another day late and one year older, it’s failure by design.

"when we talk on the phone, i never hang up first."

i think it's funny that all the cheerleaders and preppy girls here have the same dye job.

and it doesn’t even look good.

cunky highlights must dieee.

i leave today for my birthday, and i’m secretly underwhelmed. i hope i get to see somebody while i’m down. it’s all just kinda whatever now.

i think i’m going to make a cake today. yes, i’m that big of a fan.