If you're a kid, and you know it, raise your hand! ... One out of one!

So, yesterday I tried to start a modest fashion blog. Because I was all inspired by my previous post.

But then I realized that I hate like, half of my clothes. So I said "Forget about it!" in a Brooklyn, NY kind of accent.

Hmm.

Maybe when I have cuter clothes.

Which will be when I have more money.

Which will be when I am employed.

Which will be never unless I get some better interviewing skills.

OR apply to somewhere gross, like KFC, or Taco Bell.

...Blehh.

Meanwhile, please enjoy the latest installment of the Kid History series:

I hope the sun shines and it's a beautiful day, and something reminds you, you wish you had stayed.

You know that weird part on Kid History Episode 5 where Mike says, "I like ye-yow gwapes, a-and pu-pol gwapes, and wed gwapes, and gween gwapes, a-and ye-yow gwapes. They'we my bo-fai-- my bo-fay-- my bo-FAI-AI!"

...Yeah, that part.

And you know how you have no clue what he's trying to spit out in that last part?

Well I decided he's trying to say "birthday". It kind of goes, riiiiiight?

Well, I think it does. Because..

Tomorrow's my bo-fai!!

So party-hardy, and eat lots of strawberry ice cream. ;)

{Last Kiss by Taylor Swift}