Sorry about the last post. I was trying to type this and... never mind.
So I'm fourteen years old tomorrow. It's weird. Fourteen seems so old. I can barely imagine myself fifteen. And that's in a year's time now. Strange, how time passes.
I have nothing organised to do for tomorrow. If I'm not careful it'll be like any other Saturday. Ugh. I love my Saturdays but I'm going to be fourteen for God's sake. I want the day to be special.
I might go to Tramore.