...exactly until my 18th birthday. Sigh, I have a bone to pick with my mother about this! Okay so it's not exactly her fault that I happened to be born on the exact last day of summer. (School starts on September 1st for college students, generally) the next time someone starts a sentence with "We are gonna club SOO much this summer! oh wait, Kara's not...” I'm gonna scream (bloody murder) Pft. Here are my summer plans(; for the most part.
7. Can definitely be toned down a bit. The opposite can probably be said about my plans (;
Speaking of...I might be in love. No names are going to be used but basically he kisses like heaven and tastes like Wrigley's Spearmint, my favorite, and smells like late night(if you can imagine the best smell in the world, that’s it). He thinks I’m mean and its love for sure. Ehk maybe I shouldn’t say that, but for reallll, I’m giddy with it. shut up Kara, right NOW. Doubleeep.
Here be a celebration of my 9 month anniversary of being 17 going on 18.