If there's one thing I've realized lately, it's that people will never rise above self image. I used to get so mad about how literally all my friends get compliments about how pretty they are, and all I ever get is, "you're so smart", or "your handwriting is so pretty". Yes, it's annoying, but I've come to realize that maybe the fact that I have brains over beauty is a good thing. My knowledge is going to get me farther than my straight teeth or blonde hair. Think about it. When we're all old, we're all going to be wrinkly and ugly. So why does it even matter now? Self image is a high school disease. And it's annoying. I'm certain that after high school, I'll be measured on more than what my hair looks like everyday. But anyway. My birthday is in 21 days, and this is what I want:

This is what Richie bought me. It was supposed to be here a week ago.

I want the Bloodwood, Vera, and Ebony ones. In 00g.

I like tunnels because you can actually see through my ear lobe. :)