Happy Birthday, Bitch.
Dear Bitch,
First off, I’m not really good with words, but since I love you, I have to try. So here it goes..
We fight a lot (and I do mean a lot) on twitter and most especially on tumblr and I don’t want that to ruin our friendship. We’ve built so many memories together, memories that will surely last and, yes, memories that we can reminisce when we grow old. I’ve been keeping all the little things that we made memories off, Bruno Mars concert tickets, movie tickets, Banana Booth photos, class and workshop photos, etc. all safe and sound in a little box on my shelf. It has been 3 years since I started having that box because I don’t want to forget the things that made us what we are right now.
This will be our very last year in high school and I want to make the most out of it. I know that me being classmates with you-know-who pissed you out a little. I know because I was there when you tweeted with E, being silent and acting like I have no clue about your topic, plus E confessed because I made her to. Wow, that sounded weird. Hahaha. But, srsly, you have nothing to worry about. I’m completely over that and I have no plans of.. ugh. How do I say it without busting myself? Uhm, I have no plans of going into “something” anymore. Ugh. You’re smart, you’ll get it.
Anyway, I won’t get all mushy and sweet here because I’m reserving that for something special by the end of the school year. EEEEP! I have surprises for my besties! <3 Hahaha. AND I AM SO SO SORRY I CAN’T GO TO YOUR PIZZA PARTY. I just had the worst surgery ever last monday and I have to stay in for the week. BORING LIFE IS BORING. So I started watching TVD because I watched all eps of TSC and all the other series I watched. I can’t believe how cool this show is. Awesome. Well, I think that’s it.
Have a kick-ass birthday, bitch!
Love, Jan.
P.S. Don’t you ever forget that you’re my bitch. Hahahaha.












