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i got a desk in my room. for some reason, it relaxes me. knowing that i can have a place to put my things and do homework and write. christmas was rather successful, i’ll say.

i have a bet with my bestfriend right now. and just to let her no, nothing’s breaking it. mwuahaha.

almost all of my clothing is from forever21. imma start saving up the tags to make some sort of artsy thing out of them. maybe like, glue them all over my trashcan & have a forever21 trashcan, that’d be kinda neat.

my new phone keeps freaking out and randomly calling everyone, i apoligize in advance if you get an akward call from me:]

i went through my book and edited somethings, weird to think about some of the things i’ve written and how much it’s all changed.

tomoro i finally get my haircut. and not the rediculous job i did, but by an actual person who knows what they’re doing. i want some sort of bangs. and i want my hair one solid color. more then anything, i want it ginger. but i mean, not this time. it’s got akward highlights. i just want it blonde.

i have a sweet sixteen on friday, and i got this adorable outfit. it fits me rather well, i must say. better then i expected it to. tehehe. & the shoes, are absolutely gorgeous. i’ve been walking in them all evening. i’ve never worn heels before, this should be an interesting expirence.

if anybody has john green, looking for alaska, LET ME KNOW. i want to read it terrribly.

alright, goodnight.<3

You know what- you’re too young. Just because you say i am, i think you just don’t understand. It was acceptable in the 50s for a young woman who was 14 to be engaged. Im 17. He’s a senior, almost 18. I think its good, that he knows its me he wants to be with for the rest of his life. Just because its the 21st century, and society says “you can’t be engaged at 17” everyone else believes it. But i dont care. I can do whats right for me, and for us. Its not something i can explain, for the reason i said yes. I just know when i look in his eyes, I can see my whole future laid out in them. Its not like im giving up my dreams to be a mother at 17. Im still carrying them out, just with a ring on my left hand. Im still going to go to college and medical school, and hes still going to go to college and atc, and everything else. We believe in each others dreams, and we realize the importance of both of them. We both aren’t going to let each other fail. Were each others support systems, there when something goes wrong, to not let us fall. Just because we have things figured out, doesn’t mean we’re crazy or stupid teenagers. Because i beleive im mature enough to know what I want.  Sure, it’s hard, and i know for a fact, its going to get even harder. But just because i have the ring, doesn’t mean i change. it doesnt mean he changes. It just simply means, i love you, and i promise to be there forever. He knew what the ring symbolized before he bought it. And he wasn’t buying it just to sleep with me, like some people think. I know my boyfriend, i have loved him well over a year, and im glad he’s the one putting the ring on my finger. What he makes me feel, noone else could ever make me feel that way. The way he deals with my four year old brother, coloing with hm, reading with him, playing games with him, just to make me happy, when i know for a fact he just wants alone time, proves hes got his priorities in order. I know its right. And i know he does too, because the proof is on my left finger. I love him, and he loves me, And thats all anybody should care about. If we’re happy, i don’t see the big deal.