The 16th Day

So, it's my 16th birthday yesterday and I now that I'm like 16, I wish that all wishes will come true. What a cliche wish to wish. Oh! I have a wish that could be fit for a perfect wish. I wish that my party tomorrow will be a success and that no one will tell me that I am a lousy host. Yesss. I am a feeler. I noticed that I only make blogs during my birthday or somebody else's birthday or death anniversary or uh, monthsary (Happy 11, Emee!). Well, I'm excited for tomorrow. I hope it's gonna be the sweetest sweet 16 ever. :D

My A.J. days are over. But I'm still addcited to ANTM. I am converted to ANTM. They're starting a new cycle on Velvet. I think it's cycle 5. Anywho, I have a new summer addiction. And he's (yes, He's a HE) BEN BARNES! I know, right? The picture's not where it's supposed to be but he's still HOT. He's the cure to my broken heart and my chicken pox. I love you, Ben Barnes! Mwah!

Midnight rush. Baby, I'm going wild. It's not insomnia or anything, I just wanna see you online so I could talk to you. Yeah, I'm talking to myself here. Anywho, I have something to tell you blogspot. Okaaay, this is an awkward story but here it goes. I talked to one of her friends in Facebook. Damn. I did a weak approach. I was like "Do you have N*****'s number?" and the bitch was like "She's not using it, I'm sorry". Screw over-protective friends. I'm a hypocrite. I know, I know. My daaang back is killing me. I want to to sleep but I'm still watching Not Another Teenage Movie. Lame internet connection, lame life, lame crush, lame house, lame family, lame me, lame everything. But I'm not going to sit here and tell you how lame my life is. My life is kinda nice right now. After 4 days of not talking to my aunt and locking myself in my room, I realized that there is more to life than just sitting around and waiting for the any bell to ring. What's the connection? I don't know either. I'm just stinkin' bored. Oh, I also tried new things today. I made a Tumblr account and guess what I did. I screwed everything up. Actually, I didn't screw anything, I just don't know how to use it. Kara's on Tumblr, he's on Tumblr, she's on Tumblr, aliens are on Tumblr even the South Africans are(is) on Tumblr. I steeeenk. Atleast, I know how to use the most amazing websites in the world which are *drumroll* Google! Yahoo! Looklet! Youtube! Facebook and... Twitter!!! Sometimes, I think... Nothing. I don't wanna think anymore. My brain is malfunctioning, as always. I'm self-stabbing myself on Blogspot. How sweet. Anywho, I have get some pixie dust and fly off to Neverland.

TTFN :)

I have ANTM fever this summer. Oh, hell yeah! Actually, it started when I can't stop thinking about the hottest girl on earth next to *some words missing*... A.J. Stewart! She's as hot as hell you know. The body, the face, the voice the uh, everytheeeeeng! She's not your perfect model. She's average and that's what I like about her. Actually, she's my latest addiction. OMG. I am so out of it. Btw, speaking of addiction, I have another addiction and her name is N*****. She's not hot as hell but her locks, daaaang it, her locks are oh-so beautiful. I'm struggling to get her number, you know. Well, imma tell you this blogspot, consider yourself lucky because I out 99999999999999999999 something people (or websites) in this world, I only shared this to my dearest Rubiene and Kara. Yeah. I'm not ready to "bulgar" her to the whole world. After 6 months of complete torture (I don't know if I'm kidding or what), I have learned my lesson and I am trying to be happy now. I wish I could tell you blogspot but I can't. Well, to end this, I will summarize everything. I am addicted to ANTM and A.J. Stewart, I am crushing on N***** and I am ready to move on. The number 11 made it's part but I have to start a new chapter. Maybe there's another number waiting out there for me. And it might love me for real this time. :)

TTFN.