I'm back and I'm ready to slay (an about page: the sequel)
Hello my fellow crutchler children, it is I, your saving grace, Christabella herself. I'm here to slay you all. That's right, I surprisingly lived to tell you the tale of eighth grade, though, if anything, I feel like even more of a seventh grader. Alas, I'm here to bestow my knowledge upon you all. So, enjoy my very long speech about how I've evolved faster than all of the eight hundred and two pokemons. First of all, my maturity level went from Nickelback to hating my fingernails due to a history assignment in just three seconds! And, if you think that was impressive, just hear the following: being the savior I am, when Lauren replayed "End Game" by Taylor Swift for the millionth time while Eloisa farts and Natalie talks about her "culture", I was responsible for the filming of this. If you don't believe me, just ask them. Anyways, I'm back, and I seriously did not change at all. I haven't even grown an inch since September 1...
