because without her, it's hard to remember who i am.
http://maggieloves2writex3.blogspot.com
that's maggie. we blog together.
since 7th grade. took a break and went back to relive the glory days so to speak but then found out that it definitely could help us as freshman, and now, as sophomores.
i know while you're reading it, that you can tell. she's beautiful, inside and out.
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hi. i'm anja. i'm fifteen years young. my heart belongs in california and i can't wait to go back.
i hope you like what i write. honestly, i don't care if you do.
this is me. this is where i am, and where i'm going.
this is everything in my life. which can be really fun. or totally retarded. a lot of times, both in the same day, which is why i write a lot. i really love it. life? sometimes. blogging? always.
regular- the good old days.
bold- the way i am today.
I'M ANJA and I consider myself modern-day royalty. I love my rams. i love boys, The Clique by Lisi Harrison, field hockey, she's the man, ice cream and other fat-filled foods, and all designer stuffs especially Juicy Couture. I crave money/clothes/jewelry/handbags/boys/basically everything that I can't have. i'm high-maintenance, kind of tree-hugger-ish and everything you've ever wanted.
me now. i always miss my chances, and i always regret. i blame myself for everything that goes wrong in my life. and i still think its my fault that he doesn't like me. my eyes are really blue with hints of steely gray. they've been described as 'a rock in the ocean' but i like to think of them as how you can see what im feeling, if you look hard enough. i try to forgive but im going to be honest, i never. ever. forget. i still think about things that happened years ago and wonder about them, and blame myself for them. i still think about people who hurt me, and i think about that time every time i see them. it wont change. speaking of change, i hate it. so that's me. love me. or hate me. i used to not care. but now, i do.