I. Love. You.
Heather, if only you made me videos. :) My life is now 90% complete with this. :D I’m now going to make her one…. once I have Potbelly’s french fries first, of course. :D
Meow.
I. Love. You.
Heather, if only you made me videos. :) My life is now 90% complete with this. :D I’m now going to make her one…. once I have Potbelly’s french fries first, of course. :D
Heather, this is VERY important. You can’t come here until July 6th or it’d be better if it was even later than that… If you could not buy tickets right now that’d be awesome, because my mom’s not going to commit yet. I don’t know why, it’s because were moving I guess. Don’t worry, were moving next to my new high school! :) So, yah, try to convince your grandparents to let you stay like a week more than initially intended… And as far as I know, your mom hasn’t called my mom yet…. What’s the hold up? So yah. Come after July 6th.. not ON July 6th, but after…. I’m sorry girl… If I had known we were moving I woulda told you… But I guess you can’t stop life from happening. Let everyone involved in our plans know. Okay? Grandparents, Parents… EVERYONE… I don’t want this situation going awry… You’re probably pissed at me… If I was you, I’d be pissed too. But please, please, PLEASE don’t hold this against me! Kay?
I love blogging. Just like any girl with a lot on her mind, and access to internet. But sometimes, it’s risky. For example, I’m not allowed to have a blog due to what happened in 6th grade (If you know me on a more personal level, then you’d know what happened)And my mom would be pissed if she found out I had one. Here’s what happened the night I took home my yearbook to show mom how many signatures I got:
Mom: Hey Dani! Got your yearbook yet?
Me: Yup?
Mom: Let me see!
Me: Okay (hands mom yearbook)
Mom: (Stares at signature form Paxton saying “Love ur blog <3) Dani?! YOUR NOT STARTING THIS AGAIN ARE YOU!??!
Me: No, I showed them Heather’s blog for publicity. She wants to be like Alexi Wasser.
Mom: Are you lying?
Me: No (PHEW!)
So as you can see, having one of these beautiful babies is risky. Like risky as in getting pregnant and having an abortion in the middle of the night without your parents knowing you were even pregnant in the first place. Or risky as in sneaking a guy from Tennesee (as your best friends forbidden love bird) Letting him sleep in a tree house outside of a party you were supposedly having… Even fthough I got caught doing that (The tennessee guy part, not the pregnant abortion part) It was risky… But INSANELY FUN. But like Heather… I feel selfish. For the same reasons she provided in Heather's blog YES. I RANT. YES. I TALK TOO MUCH, AND YES, I DO TALK ABOUT STUPID STUFF… But it’s my blog and I can write about whatever I want… So fuck off, kay? :D I LUVV YOUU ALL!!!!!!!!
You asked for it, and I had to do a little hacking to retrieve it from the errored internal Youtube files on my account, but yesh, I have it. Enjoy.
Thats right bitch! My mom said I could take the Amtrak to OMAHA!! YEAAAH BITCHHH!!!! And in return, i bought her a flower! C: Im just that fucking happy!!! AHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Your mutha fuckin queeny--- Sparkly XOXO <3! C: