So I got into the Charter School I wanted to get into so bad.
I'm now in 9th grade. YUP. A freshman. FROSH YEAR! haha sorry I had to.
I go to a different school than my closest friend. I call her Birdy or Sarah.
I saw my birdy Saturday. I was at the JV and Varsity games for the rival highschools in my town. I had a BLAST!!
I'm on the JV volleyball team.
I play too hard sometimes.
Because I play hard, I am now in a thumb splint.
Thumb splints make it kind of hard to type.
I apparently have the ability to paint my nails while wearing my splint.
My nails are white with black crackle.
I have to wear a uniform to school.
The uniform is ugly.
My birdy just sent me a text that made me feel much better.
We are obsessed with Perry. As in the platypus.
I skipped my homecoming. And regret it. Oh well!
I'm kind of cold.
This is a really long list.
I like it though.
I'm getting distracted.
I no longer dance at a studio. At least not this year. Too many issues with going back.
This reminds me of my Gilmore moments.
You won't get that unless you watch the Gilmore Girls.
That reminds me that I'm going on a trip with my mom at the end of this month. More details to come.
Sarah is making me giggle.
I miss her.
It's only been three days.
I should probably stop.
Goodnight and
Much Love ♥
