I was born on March 19, 1999 (yes, that's tomorrow!), in California. Growing up in CA was probably weirder than I remember it being. The only things I can pinpoint about it now would be most of my friends in elementary school's parents being actors or something relating to show business, so most of my playdates consisted of pools, HD viewings of the Little Mermaid, big corridors, and getting lost in backyards. I always saw California as being a caricature of a city, with all the old buildings from the forties backlit by pink and purple sherbet swirls. My whole city is painted, too. Grocery stores have watermelons, tomatoes, and loaves of bread all painted across the side and the Virgin Mary's image chalked into sidewalks and spray painted on walls, stuck to windows, printed on t-shirts. Which conveniently transitions me to school. I've gone to Catholic School my entire life, including pre-school, which is kind of funny because A. I am not Catholic and B. most of the people I know from school aren't Catholic either. I just started high school (all girls) this year, and first semester was pretty much a clusterfuck of me getting a terrible reputation with the male teachers, which I'll talk about sometime in the future.