-Went to a Disco Curtis music video shoot with my friend Kurstyn.
-Got in a fight with two of my best friends.
-Was in a Music video.
-Saw my mom’s long time friend Holly (I’m named after her) and her 11 year old daughter, Emma.
-Ate a Turkey sandwich.
-Checked out Allycarter.com, which I need to do more.
Your pretty much caught up. Right now, I feel like passing out on the spot. But, I have to push through the next…like 4 hours. Then I can sleep.
A lot has happened this summer. I made friends, lost some, then got them back with new ones to boot. I sat front row at Metro Station (thanks to Ashley), broke my toe, broke my ancle. I had a crush, got my heart broken, had family drama. Went to two Jonas Brothers concerts, met Wondergirls and Honor Society. And the summer’s not even over yet. As we speak, I’m getting ready to go to the Disco Curtis “Ashley” video shoot (meeting Ashley and Amy, our friend Kurstyn is coming with). I’m starting high school in less than a week, and it’s scary how much I’ve changed, both my looks and my personality, in the last four years. But recently, I’ve been getting the feeling that this year is going to be a Degrassi season in the making. Drama, drama, drama. My last week of summer is zooming by, and I have no way of stopping it.
I reread one of the Georgia Nicholson books today. It’s one of those ones that takes you to a story where any guy can get any girl and vice versa. I really wish that were true. If it were, I would have Nick Jonas by now 🙂
I’ve spent the last week only working on my website. Which, unfortunately, I can’t use to blog. So, I’ve erased all the celebrity posts and I’m making this back into my personal blog. Abreviations, nicknames, the whole schebang. So…to start off…..I’m having a slight dilema. You’d think that I, mom of the group and queen of hearts, would have just about everything organized and figured out, but that’s where you’re wrong (Ashley can vouge for me). My room is a HORRIBLE mess, and you don’t even wanna see the folders in My Documents. My issue is, I’m unorganized, and I need help.