today's a new day

thanksgiving break is coming to an end. bechhurgugh. only one day til i have to go back to school.
i have a five oclock wake up time so school is not exactly something i look forward to. that first moment when i wake up, is like torture. the wish to be able to get back in bed and sleep is like a physical pain.
but whatever. i guess that's life.
although i don't understand why they make school start so early. it's been proven that people from ages 13-21 need the MOST sleep. so go figure.

yesterday i went with my mom to the mall. normally i don't go with her to the mall, but she wanted to pick out a dress for her b-day dinner. i'm a focused focused focused shopper. i love to shop. i love getting things on sale. i almost never buy anything that is not on sale.

one of my proudest shopping moments was when i got a beautiful red and cream colored spaghetti strapped dress at charlotte russe for $4. it fit me perfectly and was absolutely gorgeous! $4!!! major shopping miracle. another time i found some lightwash skinny jeans at this vintage store for one dollar. i was bragging about that for days afterward. and at rue 21 i got some red skinny jeans for $8! colored skinny jeans for eight dollars.
*miracle*

well i gtg so... chow!
indigoe(that'sme)

so, here's a little bit about me

this blog will tell the absolute complete and total truth. i guess i can call this a lie free zone. i lie a lot, i even lie to myself. but not here, that's a promise.

so hmm. im a high school student with divorced parents. im pretty short, only five foot two. if i don't grow anymore im planning on stretching my spine or something cause my friend told me her mom did all these stretching exercises and grew like two inches.

im smart, im not gonna lie. not genius smart just smart enough to get mostly a's. im really into drama, im taking drama at school. i love to sing but im not that great at it. i can think of rhyme off the top of my head.

i made up a rap in spanish class a while ago. my friend keith mocked me for it. he said my voice was too high to rap. it's true, i do have a very high voice. people (mostly boys) try and fail to mimick it.

adieu for now. assomigliate ad un anatra. (that means you look like a duck in italian)
love, indigoe (that'sme)