Wow, there, 16. Its right around the corner. Like, LESS THAN TWO WEEKS AWAY. wow. WOW. I don't know what I'm going to do on my birthday, but it definitely won't be school or anything depressing like that. I'll probably spend the whole day reading the letters to myself that I'm supposed to open when I turn sixteen. I hope one of them has money in it.
Amy, that language thing IS really confusing, but I'll figure it out. Ya know, cause I'm cool like that.
Also, Taeyang. GAH.
Back to my Birthday. My party. Now, I don't know if you've already got this thing planned, but if you don't, gosh, two weeks is a short time. Just saying. In case you didn't know. because I don't know how many party's you've planned, in your life.
Oh no dad is singing along to Big Bang.
Yeah, I watched some more of Personal Taste. Oh my gosh its so incredibly funny. It makes me lawl and squirm a lot.
Oh yaaay you're coming home this weekend! We're gonna be super busy, but when we aren't we're going to watch Personal Taste and eat cookie dough and ramen noodles with chopsticks (YES, I do mean cookie dough with chopsticks. Get on my level) and talk about Taeyang and how he looks like Channing Tatum. Also I'll probably show you what I have of the Neverland dance. I don't have it memorized but I have MOST of it down (the "most" in caps means that there is a great deal of it that I don't know very well, but I can pretty much do the whole thing ok, and I've got the chorus down.)
Anyway, my birthday party: Don't do party favors. I know mom will want to. But here's the deal, I used to go along with that, but now its like, what the heck? "Here, let me give you a present for having a really fun time." thats lame and no one does that. The present is my presence.
And no, I don't want a pinata. But maybe a pinatas worth of candy. And yes, rollerskating is included in the 'no skating' rule. We aren't like five. Though I really enjoy skating to my song of choice. But another time, another time.
Stay Classy,
Michelle
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