I'm finally seventeen. Of course, the number is still young, and it will be a couple years before I actually realize that being young is something precious, but for now I still wish I was older. Today is a gloomy day. The sun is not shining, but I do not mind. I got the best birthday gift I could ask for--a huge James Dean framed poster and a couple little pictures of him. He is the epitome of sex, without a doubt. I still feel bad that I haven't been blogging on here as much. When I finally get back my macbook, trust me, I will be blogging so much.
Vincent, my boyfriend, is in L.A. today for some Karate thing so I probably won't be talking to him until after 9:00 P.M. Maybe sooner, I'm not sure. I couldn't believe all the birthday wishes I got on my FaceBook and all of the text messages I got. It's insane, but it's nice that my 'friends' or, really, anyone to take the time out of their day to wish me a happy birthday. It's a nice feeling.
How is everyone else, meaning you? Does anyone even blog anymore? I feel like Blogger is dying and Tumblr is taking over. Though I, personally, feel addicted towards Tumblr, Blogger will always be my 'home,' in a sense because it's where I truly started writing and blogging.
Happy birthday to me and...everyone else enjoy your day.
Vincent, my boyfriend, is in L.A. today for some Karate thing so I probably won't be talking to him until after 9:00 P.M. Maybe sooner, I'm not sure. I couldn't believe all the birthday wishes I got on my FaceBook and all of the text messages I got. It's insane, but it's nice that my 'friends' or, really, anyone to take the time out of their day to wish me a happy birthday. It's a nice feeling.
How is everyone else, meaning you? Does anyone even blog anymore? I feel like Blogger is dying and Tumblr is taking over. Though I, personally, feel addicted towards Tumblr, Blogger will always be my 'home,' in a sense because it's where I truly started writing and blogging.
Happy birthday to me and...everyone else enjoy your day.
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