Today was my first day of semester two, or the beginning of the end. Grad is in June, my whole life. High school gone. Yesterday Emma, Mary and I ingested some mint leaves, got very silly and hungry. I ate my first Big Mac, flipped off a 13-year-old boy (to be fair he was very rude), and laughed the hardest I have all year. Yes, I may be a stereotype, an obnoxious one. But I think we all live within a stereotype and you can't really escape because there's always another one waiting for you. So I'd rather just enjoy my teenagerdom, rather that running from it.

I really wanted to show the internet my room, however the lighting is kind of rough. Sorry about that. I'm wearing a shirt from a shop on Kensington Market, not sure what the name is, H&M tube top dress, vintage cowboy boots, tights, and jewelry made by me.