Hello.
I’m Micaela Bronté.
I’m a seventeen year old sophomore at Pope High.
I don’t drink.
I don’t smoke.
I don’t do any drugs.
I am taken and I don’t plan on changing that.
I’m addicted to the company of people;
And I can’t stand to be alone for long periods of time.
I’m working on bringing up my GPA so I can get a scholarship to a culinary school.
I’m not religious, but I think there is a higher power,
but we’ll never know for sure what it is.
I’m tall and disproportional.
I’m awkwardly outgoing.
I'm obsessed with Cupcakes.
I never want kids.
I don’t have my license, and I don't have a job.
I’m self conscious about my body, but not who I am inside.
I have who I need.
I have who I want.
And that is what I am most thankful for.
-End of about me.-
http://micaelabronte.blogspot.com/
did i do something to you? because i don't understand why the hell you are making those sort of remarks. i'm almost certain your bulletin is referring to me, too, right? i would much rather you tell me, upfront, what i did to you.
if you could give me gas money, i could take you one way to oglethorpe. but i would definitely need the gas money.
otherwise, if you want, after i'm done with this "meeting" with lindsay, i can come by and get you and we can do something? just call/text me, if any of those are options for you. because i'm going to lindsay's, now.
FANK YEWWW!!!!! :D:D:D:D i might take a walk over to your house to bring you some kind of good thing to make you feel better, soon, if that's okay with you. =]
meeeeshu. :P sowwy i couldn't go to the coffee placee. my mom got mad at me friday and had already barely let me go to the mall only because i NEEDED jeans. -__- but i'll see you monday. =] hope you're having an uber awesome laborday weekend. :P