Hello there lovely soul! How are you doing today?
x
I attended a debutante ball yesterday, man, it was brilliant. My feet still hurt from the heels, my hair is in day-old curls, my eyes are tired.
Any prom/formal/ball memories, you, you and you wish to share?  
Good morning/ Good Afternoon/ Sweet dreams.

As I read back old works in my notebook, I feel a wash of memories and forgotten memories. It's one of the most disorienting and rueful feelings.

Anyhoo, how are you doing today, lovely?
Do you have a little time?
If you do, could you please check out this link and possibly support me?
https://40hf2014.everydayhero.com/au/amanda-30
It would be absolutely brilliant if you do.
*Hugs to you, you and you, where-ever you are!*

Hey hey hey! :')
Whoo. I wrote this after I discovered a strand of white in my hair.
I WAS SO SHOCKED.
I MEAN, I am not even at the age to HAVE white hair.
:')
Anyhoo, how have you been darling readers?
xo

The very first line is by Ernest Hemingway.
It is utterly brilliant.
Hope you, you and you are having a wonderful day.
x

Hey hey hey gorgeous reader!
How are you doing?
I have an english essay to write tomorrow about the film Gattaca!
Have any of you seen it?
x
P.S The above is a little backstory of how Mister Him walked me home.
*nervous giggle*

I'm sorry