Can't you hear that boom badoom boomboom badoom boom bass?
He got that superbass.
Haha!

Beeeecause. I haven't kissed anyone?

1) Nooooooope.
2) I've never even smoked week once, let alone everyday.
3) Naaahhh, I'm pretty, you know.. not sarcastic.
4) GOOD QUESTION! Rachelle, probaz.
5) Yes, because I'm a 15 year old girl. Oh wait..
6) Not by blood, but I do have my lovely Jarkinnnnnn <3
7) LIKE, EVERYONE I'VE EVER MET EVER.

1) MY AWESOME BODY CLOCK. YEAH.
2) Clair. Haha.
3) Friendships, yes. Anything other than that, no.
4) Care about what?
5) No. That would be boring. But there are certain nights I would like to relive once more, just for kicks.

My responses to these are boring. But I just can't even be bothered.

1) Brooke Fraser, the drier, and mum putting things in the washing machine.
2) "WHAT THE HELL?!" Which would be followed by me running upstairs to wake dad.
3) People don't read my messages, so.
4) So far, so good ( :
5) That happens on a regular basis.. so I don't really remember the last time. Probably. Like. Idk. Last week sometime. Haha.

11ish. Because I roll like a boss.

Umm..

OH BABY, BAAAABY!

Only a couple more days, baby, and I will be in your bed.
TWO NIGHTS IN A ROW.

I have three best friends - all of them are so incredibly similar but so weirdly different. It's bizarre. But they all have the following in common:
They are the most loyal people in the world and you only have to look at how committed they are to God, church/youth, everything they do to realise it.
They are hilarious. And also think my stupidity is hilarious.
They listen to my insane rants.
They have insane rants for me to listen to.
They are all so generous with their time, money, talents, the whole shebang.
They are all so loving. Like. Even when it hurts for them to be supportive and love someone - they do it anyway.
They are the most incredible people I could ever ask to have around me.

Bought me a guitar.
Ten million infinity billion points to dad for that one ( :

Your spam is coming. Don't worry.

I have NO idea. But I secretly love wearing a black top, black vest and black jeans with my brown belt because Mim told me once that she absolutely loves it.
Which is like.. the best compliment ever. Ugh!

You used to have a little, now you have a lot. Something about knowing where you came from? (THE BLOCK!)

All you hunnayzzz makin' monayyzzzz, throw your hands up in the aiirrrrr!

I honestly (lulz) have no idea beeecause, generally, even if I have just told a lie, I blurt the truth out like.. a second later. I HATE lying so, so much.
I like to think I have a pokerface though. So if I get weird and stary while I'm talking and then afterwards I just look away and try to act all flippant.. I'm probably lying.
Either that or I'm really cut. Haha.

...sort of?
I just try to be as obnoxious/normal as I can around new people because I generally don't care if they like me or not - its a take it or leave it sorta deal. So. Yeah. Some people think it's charming and fall in love with me (AHEMMMMM). Some people think I'm a douche.
Idc.

The 'brainfart', as I have so elegantly named it. And getting over the brainfart and the lingering... smell.. it left behind. Hahaha.

I'm good at climbing up them.
It's the getting down part that I fail at because:
a) I'm scared of heights so I like to think that staying in the tree for the rest of my days is an actual option, rather than looking down and realising I'm really high;
b) I'm really ungraceful and often one of my limbs gets awkwardly left behind up the tree for a while.. It's weird; and
c) I'm always scared to jump down incase I shatter my ankles. Idk..
Mmm.

I think the time when Rachelle scared the poo out of us cell girls by tapping on the church windows and being a creeper really takes the cake.