My sister and I went to Target to get the "bare essentials".
We came back with a magnetic chalkboard, a plastic football, and a bobblehip hula boy named Carlos.
Among other things.
I started this blog when I was 15, and haven't had the heart to delete it, even though most of what is written here is horribly embarrassing. Sometimes I post new things here. Several years or hours have to pass before they become horribly embarrassing as well.
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