I'm having a seriously hard time getting used to the fact that summer is over and I have to get out of bed every morning to go to school.

He got the crib, so for the first few months of my life I had to sleep in the top dresser drawer, which I'm pretty sure isn't even legal.

I don't know if this makes me a bad person or whatever, but it's hard for me to get interested in other people's vacations.

I didn't really know what to expect from detention but when I waked into the room, the first thought I had was, I don't belong in here with these future criminals.

You can't expect everyone to have the same dedication as you.

Because it's our choices that makes us who we are.

hope your birthday is hot hot hot