I'm not like you

via lelove

I'm... totally sucking at blogging. I wore an interesting outfit today (a little form-fitting... aka prolonged looks from people in downtown, fml) but I don't have any photos. Trust me, it's amazing. Once school starts, I'll have my photographer friend take photos for me. :) Meanwhile, I'll stop trying to be such a lazy fuck and hopefully you'll still love me.

While I got your attention (if only barely), check out some other blogs HERE and HERE. Both cool kids with some cool photos. I know you're bored, so effing click already. (Why else would you be on this shitty excuse of a blog?) And another link, while you're at it.

Anyhow, I spent my Saturday night basking in wonderful weather. Aka sweltering heat. Let me tell you people, sweating is nooot classy. Nor is checkin' out boys when you're terrible at guesstimating birthdates. I'm 18 now, and I could be a mufuckin sexual predator. I'm sorry, general public. (Oh, and nor is bumping into your ex-BFF. So awkward. *commence ze turtle hand motion*)

By the way, I turned 18 a week ago. Wee! Is it sad that in my last few minutes of childhood, all I wanted to do was just... fight someone? So I could still get charged as a minor? I guess that's what getting a life in the ghetto does to you. (To be honest though, it ain't that ghetto.) (And no worries, I didn't fight anyone. Unfortunately.) And apparently, a couple of my friends chipped in and got me some lipgloss & black ish. Love my bb's. I can't wait to seeeee it. But seriously, check out my DIY darlins. Support handmade, support upcycling (it aint bikes), and support cute girls.

So mufuckas I'm about to go 1) get my grub on, 2) diy some t-shirts, 3) and twitta. I'm on that ish so much.

P.S. If you've noticed a bit of a language change on this blog... this is how I talk IRL. I'm not drunk. I was keepin it classy for you bloggin folksz.

P.P.S. I got my Macbook and iPod Touch the other day and I haven't been able to keep my hands off of either.

P.P.P.S. OUTFIT PICS SOON =D