Blehhhh, I superduper HATEHATEHATE snow. D;<
Like, SERIOUSLY. It's really gross and yucky and cold.
;~;
Yes, in fact I AM complaining about the fact that I live in a continent that gives me snow every goddamned winter. It isn't MY choice to live here. It is up to my parents, as a matter of fact, until I turn eighteen. Then, hopefully I will be going somewhere like, Cuba or something every year during wintertime. Yeah, that's it.
It's called timeshare. :D

Anyway. My school's semiformal is tomorrow. Exciting, eh? I have a dress and the works all ready for it.
And a date.
Whom I am trying to convince that he NEEDS to match me. I have a dress with gold on it, and I think it would be lovely if he wore either a gold tie or a gold shirt. I mean, matching couples are cute, no?
<.<
I think so, anyway.
=_=
I am not a loser.
I am NOT lame.
<.<
I think..............