- Me: Is there even any point in wearing these shorts?
- Mum: (Quite defiantly) Yes
- Me: Relax, it's not like I was ever contemplating taking them off
- Mum: Well, I don't know what goes on in that head of yours!
To make my unbirthday birthday more birthday like I had I a scoop of icecream at midnight with a candle so I sorta got my cake. But better, because icecream.
(Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to me)
Yesterday (December 3rd) was my birthday and I’m now sixteen! It’s like okay cool what I’m at that age that I was always jealous of everyone for being because sixteen sounds so cool and just, for lack of a more appropriate word, really sweet.
It was a very un-birthday-like kinds birthday because we had this training day at school and our social after and I hardly got to do anything and I didn’t even get to have dinner with the family (we usually go out on birthdays) but it was still nice and I looked pretty for the social and I stayed up till 12am on the third with a friend via text and yeah, it was all still lovely
Sixteen and legal. Bow down, bitches.