I don't want to have my birthday tomorrow. Tomorrow is far too sucky a day for my birthday to be. Not only will I be killing myself with work (perhaps even work I'm BEHIND on), but also, there is fencing, and fencing is unfortunate. I wish it would go away at my command. AND my mom says I can't do both fencing and a birthday dinner. So I might miss the first official fencing class of the season. OR not get a 16th birthday dinner.

Also, I don't want to be 16 in general. Any sign of aging is highly negative, because I don't want to grow up. Ever.

I shall be like Peter Pan (Or PE-tah, if you have a British accent like the one in my head).

I won't grow up,
I won't grow up,
I don't wanna go to school [You can say that again],
I don't wanna go to school,
just to learn to be a parrot,
just to learn to be a parrot,
and have a ridiculous amount of spanish homework and a quiz on the third day of class.
If growing up means it would be
beneath by dignity to fall asleep on my PSATs and get drool marks on them,
I'll never grow up never grow up never grow u-up, not me.
(Not I) [Well, english is my best subject. At least it was last year, you never know with English teachers]."


EDIT:Also, Ellie is plotting against me by having bought me a package of FOURTY-EIGHT LINDT TRUFFLES. And my mom is plotting against me by EATING THEM.

Shut up, I'm allowed to be a weirdo on my birthday-eve. And pretty much any other time the whim strikes me.