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wreck this journal

Wreck this journal
YAY I got my ''wreck this journal'' today
GOSH I already love it..
At school we have this valentine thing, you can send a rose to somebody you like, and I got one!! But it was more like a deal; I asked T if he was going to send me one, he said ''Only if you send me one too!'' So I did, and I got one with a very original message:
I don't have any inspiration right now so that's way I send you this valentine rose
xx queen S

And now I can hear you'll wonder ''Queen S''? (at least that was my thought)
But later I heard from a friend that she told T to write that at the top (cause I'm Queen S) but he already wrote something so he wrote it at the bottom! LOL

Got my seventeen yesterday, the always have this traumarauma page and I love that, really the things that happen to them!! I'm always sooo happy that that wasn't me! hahaha
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Milow - ayo technology
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The thing of today is....
Wreck this journal by Keri Smith
Because it's a book with many pages and just a few lines of text
(a good recommendation for people who don't like to read but have to for school)

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