I have THE worst song

stuck in my head.
I would listen to it right now, but it's quite embarassing...

"I know this pretty rave girl
Always think about her
And when she says hi to me
Butterfly's go right through me
And when I see her dancin'
Wanna take a chance in
Getting a little closer
And maybe get to know her

I know this pretty rave girl
Always think about her
And when she says hi to me
Butterfly's go right through me
And when I see her dancin'
Wanna take a chance in
Getting a little closer..."


Yeah, look it up.
It's catchy as FUCK so maybe you shouldn't listen to it because you're life will be consumed with the wonder of who IS this pretty rave girl?
I know I sure would like to know.

Ahhhhh I'm so excited for my BIRTHDAY
I can go to a STRIP club
and climb the wall at Dicks
and go to JAIL
and enter porn sites
and slaughter an entire family without reason in Iraq
but not quite old enough to buy cigarettes yet...

Today, I'm going to lunch with Manda and Davis and I'll probably sluff 7th. I'm way ahead in there anyways and I have better things to do.
Senioritis has struck.
Speaking of crippling illnesses, I'm going to a heart surgeon this week.
I think that I'm going to get surgey :/
Like my mom.
My heart things have been getting worse, I black out all the time. I am just a good hider of my blackouts because I know how scary they can be for someone to see.

"Pretty rave girl, rave girl, rave girl... "

FUCK.
ahhhhhhh
Google Nexus JUANNNNN
Eyeshadowssssss
Seppyyyyyyy ripped UP
Wonderful looooooovessssss
I can start to build my OWN credit now.
I've been building off of my parents because I am 17, but now the loan will be all signed over to me and in MY name and I'll have THE best credit evaaaaaa
I'm always ahead in my payments, bitches.

This is getting very...what's the word.........not bipolar...not OCD...shit, I don't know. I'll think about it and post the word in it's OWN seperate post because it's that important.

SCOOOOOORE