today's my birthday!!!!
Any way I just thought I'd tell you all that I'm another year older and I’d like to tell you how old but for internet safety’s sake let’s just say I'm 15, 16, or 17 years old or is it 25, 26, or 27?
So I've had a pretty good day,
I got off baseball practice or "conditioning",
I've finally got my laptop back (I had to have reimaged because windows security keeps infecting it),
And I've got my creative mojo flowing again in other words I've started writing again.
Oh and since I've been reading this book (I think it's called Girl Wise, it's for girls with low confidence or something and) I've been in a super good mood.
And now it's ruined ok not ruined but a bit dimmed. My parents just brought me downstairs to see this workout machine that had set up for me.
Ok it's not the worst thing in the world, not the best, but not the worst, and it will come in handy if I decide to quite baseball. Which I might since it's so boring.
Well don’t think the machine is the only thing they got me …
And now I’m getting depressed.
Sure the stuff is great but what I really wanted to do is go to the Pizza Hut. The food there is really great but the best thing it’s got going for it is the crappy service. Sure you can get really hungry but the wait gets us to really talk to each other and have fun without any distractions like the TV or school work or any kind of home stuff. Sometimes we even get a few words out of my sister (she’s not shy, she’s just phone focused all the time).
I hate leaving you all on a sad note but that’s how it is sometimes so.
Happy birthday to me, Happy birthday to me, happy birthday dear Meldiseus, Happy birthday to me.