BRAT GRRRL: From friends to strangers with memories (that's pretty sad isn't it)

My cold got worse by the time I got to school. My art teacher asked if I had flu. People kept asking if I was ok presuming I was crying. My face was pretty much letting me down all day (*my whole life). What an asshole. I'm prety much American-ising my language at the minute, saying words like "super" and "Mom" instead of "Mum". I like the word "Sassy" too, like everything is "Sewwww sASssy" at the minute.
The amount of red underlines assassinating this page already is amazing.

Do you want to see the shoes my Mom is buying me tonight? Though i don't think I'm getting them til my birthday which really sucks ass.

Cute right? I was going to get some flatform converse but vagabons are just so pretty. Which reminds me, shoes, I'm probably going to get another pair of Jeff Campbells at my birthday. Speaking of Jeff CAMPBELLS, I want to do a shoes review for ya'llllll, just I think it would be better in video form but I think if i do that I'll just mentally compare myself to Bunny/Grave3yardGirl and dishearten myself. BUT we'll see.

Here are some snaps from the rest of my day