To explain the scary bruises on my neck
I told my mom I fell off the bed and hit the dresser. Her response? “and hit both sides of your neck?” I hope she doesn’t bring this up later. I really hope she doesn’t.
That's how you do the last night of camp
I call success. I’m going to be so tired for presentations though…not to mention these hickeys…I look like I got punched in the neck
Shit shit shit
So much to do. We have to script this whole pitch TONIGHT damn. Plus I’m way too awkward to be allowed to flirt. Because I can’t. Ughhhh why can’t I tell you I like you?!
I think I’m going to start doing more personal fashion blogging..I have cameras. Gonna use em. Starting tomorrow.
My dad just got a twitter and he follows me
Social Network Makeover