Gene Simmons. Your son should marry me.

2 days.
2 days.
No, LESS than 2 days. A day till I go to Springfield.
Wooooaaaah. Surreal. I haven't been there in over a year.
After I got home from camp, I think my mother saw how upset I was and said I could go see Kelly for my birthday. So, I will be spending my 17th birthday in Virginia.
My past two birthdays basically sucked. 15th birthday: started high school on my birthday. In a new school. In a new city. Actually in a completely new state. 16th birthday: started school AGAIN on my birthday. This year. No ma'am. It will be a great birthday. I'll make sure it's good.

I'm watching Gene Simmons' Family Jewel's. I should be asleep. Or at least reading the Scarlett Letter. Oh, Nathaniel Hawthorne. How I hate you. Ok, honestly it's not a bad book. I should be directing my hate towards my AP English teacher. It's SUMMER, woman! Come onnn.

Gene Simmons' son is an attractive one.

ok, goodnight.