I AM SEVENTEEN.

Well, not until tomorrow, but I don't think I'll be on tomorrow.

GOD, I'M SO FUCKING OLD. OLD. OLD OLD OLD. SOMEONE GET MY WHEELCHAIR, STAT.

I don't find out what my big present is until tomorrow, but my dad's already thrown me £40 and my brother's gotten me two autobiographies by Richard Hammond. (God, I'm so predictable)

Just thought I'd share that with all of you.

Also, for those who said I should do a review of New Moon for the lulz, here is the outcome:

I could only watch ten minutes of it and then my brain dripped out of my ear.

I was talking with the lovely *mookie627 at the time, and this is what happened:

Me: CHARLIE IS THE SWEETEST FUCKING DAD EVER AND THE MINOR CHARACTERS ARE SO FUCKING CUTE BUT NOOOOOOOOOOOO QUEEN BELLA HAS TO BE A BIG BITCH ASFGHJFJSWF RAGEEEEEEEEEE
Mooks: WTH!
Me: EDWARD'S CONSTIPATION FACE MAKES ME LOL
Seriously, everytime I see him on screen, I laugh 8D
OH
FUCK
FUCK FUCK FUCK
AS SOON AS HE GETS OUT OF HIS CAR, THERE'S A BIG WOOSH SCENE WHERE HIS SHIRT FLIES AND SHIT
FUCK THIS SHIT I'M LOSING BRAIN CELLS HERE
HE'S NOT EVEN GOOD LOOKING FFFFFFFFFFFF
HE LOOKS LIKE A DEAD ANUS
Mooks: LMFAO
Me: I'M ACTUALLY CLAWING AT MY NECK
WHAT THE FUCK TWILIGHT?
I'M SO BORED I'M PULLING THE FAT ON MY NECK
Mooks: LMFAO> XDD OhMy XD
Me: FFFFFFFFFFFF
EVEN JACOB HAS SCRIPTING PROBLEMS
DON'T DO THAT TO TAYLOR FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF
Mooks: OhNo! D:
Me: HE SAID RIFFRAFF
WHO THE FUCK IN THE 20TH CENTURY FUCKING SAYS RIFF RAFF?
UGHHHHH
Me: 21ST CENTURY*
THIS IS MAKING ME SO ANGRY THAT I FORGET WHICH CENTURY WE'RE IN
Mooks: WTF IS RIFFRAFF?
Me: OMG
IT GOES FROM JACOB'S FACE TO EDWARD'S FACE AND EDWARD LOOKS LIKE HE'S GIVEN BIRTH TO A BABY AFTER A DRUG-FUELLED ORGY
WTF SMILE CULLEN
WHY ARE SO MANY GIRLS CUMMING AT THAT FACE?
UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

That's all I could cope with.

Moral of the story: New Moon makes you tug at your neck fat and forget which century you're in.

Love you all, I hope you're all having a good week.