In case you couldn’t tell by the birthday corgi… Today (well, yesterday) was my birthday!
Dom stayed over on Monday night BECAUSE in theory by the time I woke up mum and Tracy would be at work, Dan would still be at Dad’s and if there was no Dom I’d be all on my lonesome /sob
I woke up at 6.30 instead of 10 because my blood sugar was low. Not cool. I opened my presents off my mum (white sparkly leopard print converse, a donkey onesie, a POW jumper, some high waisted jeans, some really nice undies amongst other things), my present from Tracy (just a card… Hmm?) my present from Willow (a Wonder Woman shirt and a Miss Piggy shirt that says “I love attention”… She’s basically me) and my presents from Dom (vouchers for snuggle time and meals made by him, BUTTER KNIFE, and a Broadway musicals book that he saw in Chester, couldn’t find on Amazon so GO THE TRAIN BACK TO CHESTER TO GET FOR ME BECAUSE HE IS WONDERFUL). I got some earrings from my cousin, and bare dollah (£90, yo)
Me and Dom had snuggles and naps and had brioche and watched A Clockwork Orange and I made toast and buttered it with my butter knife and we watched Dragonball Z and showered and Dan came round and I opened my presents from him (three A* puzzle DS games and trainers for when I go ‘jogging’) and got dressed (MUTHA FUKIN’ VICTORY ROLLS YO) and then we had a detailed discussion about how every single one of my cards is either pink, sparkly, has ballerinas or fairies on it, or, my personal favourite, like my mum’s, who chose the card because IT CAME WITH A WAND PENCIL. I think I just need to accept that I’ll be a child forever. So, after a supersmushy day, we went to TGIs. They sang to me and I got a balloon hat and it was superfun and then we came home and drank my pink fizzy wine from Momma Howell and Tracy’d got me a PURPLE TV and then Dom went and now is now.
So yeah. It was a pretty splendiferous day.
It’s 31st July.
Happy birthday to me, 6 years old yesterday.
3: Sixteen Going on Seventeen - The Sound of Music
And I have been for 22 days now!
Hey, look! I actually posted a song!
I know it’s your birthday but those shirts are expensive. So please be nice to it. What do you want for your birthday though? D:
Of course I’ll be nice to it! Ugh, there were some chavs before the show that were all, “EWW WHAT ARE YOU WEARIN’ LOL”
Some people just need a slap.
Just sex, and lots of it, please and thank you. I don’t really know. Erm. Pokemon cards. Sex. This shirt. Sex. Come with me to get my eyebrow pierced. Sex. Some nice clothes. Sex. Money for nice clothes. Sex. iPhone. Sex. Xbox. Sex. Some friends. Sex. Anything. Sex.
STAR WARS FANCY DRESS BIRTHDAY PARTY.
And I was going to put these in tags, but noone reads them, so:
I’D BE LEIA
OR SHAAK TI
Last birthday: See number 11. I can’t be bothered typing it all out again, but basically:
Next birthday: I plan to spend my next birthday alone, as everyone else’ll be on holiday. SO basically, I’ll spend my 16th birthday on Tumblr.