thanks papa,

for making me a hamburger last night. i love you.

my mom came back today, from france. i left school early to pick her up, ended up waiting there for an hour. these girls from australia (i'm guessing) came. they were all wearing uggs, and they all had an australian accent. BLOODY HELL MATE!

SF hula hella sucks. tahitian belongs in san jose. the girls, honestly, didn't even shake their grass skirt as big as we can. wdf right?




i'm still bummed about my earring.