My First S'more

I had my first s'more last night. I made my mother and I s'mores to eat before we watched Confessions of a Shopaholic. [Which I must say, wasn't that great of a movie. It was funny and all, but the events strayed a lot from the actual book.]

It was the most amazing, appetizing, sticky mess of a snack my taste buds have ever experienced in my very short teenage life. 

Really. 

Ok, maybe that's a tad dramatic. I'm a teenager. We're all dramatic. 

My favorite song at this very moment of 4:54 P.M. is: Damned if I do Ya [Damned if I don't] by All Time Low. It's very catchy.

Who's Steve McNair? My dad said he's a quaterback for the Tennessee Titans. Anyway, he died. Which sucks. So RIP Steve McNair. 

My mother and I might watch My Big Fat Greek Wedding tonight, then go to her friend's house for fireworks. The friend's husband bought 700 dollars worth of fireworks on sale for 500 bucks, which I think is still a lot of money. I haven't tried my sparklers yet. 

Books of Summer 2009: 16

Books of 2009: 33

S'mores: 2

Bye everyone! Happy Independence Day!