
Yes, this is me. Not long ago, actually. Last winter. Tim let me wear his sweater at lunch, with emo-like results. I think it's the bangs and facial expression that do it. So naturally, Kate made this for me. I love her for this. It makes me laugh hysterically every time I stumble across it.
Let me just throw this one out there:
I MISS SCHOOL HARDCORE.



Today I started reading Huckleberry Finn for my English class. I actually did read Tom Sawyer back in the sixth grade, but truthfully I literally only remember the part where he tricks the kid to paint the picket fence for him.
Rarely do I find it necessary to have favorites, but somehow lately, I have accumulated a few. They are as follows: