"Got to believe in magic
Tell me how 2 people find each other
In a world that's full of strangers
Got to believe in magic
Somethings stronger than than the moon above
'Coz it's magic when 2 people fall in love" - David Pomeranz

My sister's at choir rehearsals with David Pomeranz and my mom's accompanying her. Rewind: my sister's in a choir and they're doing a number "In your Hands" with David Pomeranz because he has a concert this coming saturday. My sister gets to be the chosen few to sing beside David Pomeranz . Pops Fernandez will also be there. I don't regret not joining the David Pomeranz concert at all. Anyway, no one's home except my brother and the helpers, so I have the whole house practically to myself (If you don't know David Pomeranz ask your rents cause they might remember him singing "Got to believe in Magic"). I can do whatever I want! Just to show you that I've been a good girl, here's what I did. First I did my Science homework, though it's my least favorite subject. After that, I printed some Rei Ayanami pictures to stick on my wall. By the way, I forgot to mention that my sister gave me a Rei poster as an early Christmas present. It's purple and (forgive me if this sounds girly) it looks soooo cute against the wall in my bedroom. Anyways, after I did that, I tried to find some people to bug over the phone, but Kristel's asleep (already!) and Alex isn't home yet. And now I'm here, writing yet another journal entry.

Tomorrow's Friday! I doubt this weekend will be any fun, though. Sure, I'm going to have my Rinoa haircut. But other than that, I'll just spend my two days of no school studying. No outings or anything like that. I've got exams next week, and on a Saturday too, which sucks. Saturdays are supposed to be fun days, for heaven's sake. It's bad enough I'm devoting this Saturday to books and notes, but then I get to spent next Saturday answering tests too. At least it's only for half a day. I'll probably sleep or hang out with my friends afterwards.

107 days to go till my fourteenth birthday! I doubt that I added right, but I suck at math so that's understandable. Who cares, I can't wait. I hate being thirteen so much! People expect me to be totally airheaded and stuff just because I am thirteen, but then they walk away feeling quite surprised that I could be the complete opposite of an airheaded thirteen-year old at times. Many people have written me and told me that I remind them so much of themselves when they were thirteen. So I can only sum it up to this: Everyone else acts just like each other when they turn thirteen. Thirteen is the age when girls turn completely airheaded, and they sorta hate themselves afterwards. It's sort of like an initiation to teenagerhood. But I think that the worst part about being thirteen is when all your friends are older than you are. One good example is Stephen. He never lets me forget that I am thirteen and that I can't do anything about it by saying, "Lauryn can't do that. She's only thirteen. THIRTEEN." He's only kidding of course but then that doesn't help me stop yearning for the day I turn fourteen.

I am so glad I'm not the only anime fan in my class! I found out that two of my classmates like anime too, and I hung out with them a little today. One of them was what you could call a "ditzy, popular girl" so it kind of surprised me to know that she liked anime. She's even going to lend me her Samurai X: The Movie video, which is really nice of her.

I feel like a mess, I'm going to take a shower.