kill me now.

so school sucks.
i want my stay-cation baaack.

So it's a new year.

Usually the new year doesn't mean much to me, except this year is different.
I'm seeing Gaga in concert for the first time.
I'm seeing the musical, Billy Elliot.
I'm turning sixteen.
I'm taking the SAT for the first time.
My sweet sixteen is going to be on a yacht.
I'm starting a tumblr.
I'm going to France and Belgium, without my parental unit.
I'm going to see Wicked in NYC.
I'm going to Italy.
Did I mention I'm turning sixteen?

I'm just chock-full of excitement and I want my life to start anew. It's like a rebirth.
I, me, as a person is going to be reborn.