you’re a regular decorated emergency

cuz I walk with a limp

like an old school pimp

all. night. long.

Tam bo li de say de moi ya
Hey Jambo Jumbo
Way to parti o we goin’
Oh, jambali
Tam bo li de say de moi ya
Yeah, Jambo, jumbo

Everyone is excited about my birthday.

sinfuladdiction:

So why can’t I be, too? I’ve gotten four invites for a birthday lunch, at least twenty people have asked me if I’m going to have a party, and every time one of my teachers mentions “Wednesday we have no school, it’s veterans’ day”, someone always says, “And Keelan’s birthday!” 

Really though… why does anyone give a shit this year? Usually I’m really excited for my birthday. Every year I’d start the countdown at like 60 days until my birthday, and count every day until it came. Today being three days until, I would have been ecstatic last year or previous years. Nobody else would have been, though.

Is it just because this year is my 18th that everyone is excited? Hardly anyone shows up to my birthday parties, which is why I’m just done having them. Nobody bothers to remember it, even my own family, until like a week after it’s passed.

So this year, I’m just not going to care. I don’t like getting older; getting older means you’re closer to dying. Contrary to popular belief, I don’t want to die. And it doesn’t really help that my dear friend Nick just had to throw in last time I visited Atomic, “It all goes downhill from there, girl.” 

That’s comforting. So really, I just don’t care anymore. Keelan’s a year older. Whoopdy-fucking-doo. 

 And this is why I got a present that will make you feel young. :D

I want to have a party.

Short story assignment that only had to be 1,000 words.

I just wrote it in 30 minutes, and it’s 7 pages long, exact, and 1,713 words.

Hah.

Editing yearbook pages goes by faster when you blast Lady Gaga and piss off your neighbor in the process.

graduate.

paper chase, we’ll get out of this place.

My mom just gave me the idea to have a Lady Gaga themed party.

Can you imagine that?