Birthday Surprise: 17 is Sweeter than 16

Today’s the last hour of my beloved 17th birthday. Last night at 12:00, I went to bed with the confidence that I was indeed 17. Nothing could harm me. I was proved wrong, as 2 hours later, I awoke (for reasons of hunger), and was greeted by 2 beady cockroach eyes. FREAKED me out, and naturally I didn’t want to go back to sleep, which gave me time to think (after I got a bowl of rocky-road ice-cream) about this special day. Most of the thoughts being centered around the cockroach, and what God was trying to tell me through it. By the end of my pondering, I didn’t know anymore than I did before it showed up. What a night. Finally, my fear resided as I felt sleep envelop my senses. Zzzzzz….

8 hours later: I woke to mother walking in my room with birthday presents (which I knew included chocolate, as I checked the night before :D), so I couldn’t just go back to sleep. No way. I opened the gift bag, and therein was an awesome purse, black with silver handles, dark chocolate chip cookies, lindt dark chocolate truffles, and a pink, flower-shaped candle. I became so engrossed in the chocolates (story of my life) I forgot to drink my customary pint of water prior to breakfast! Finally, I tumbled out of bed and made myself coffee…and ate more cookies. Hunger satisfied, we drove to the library to pick out a movie. I couldn’t decide whether Grease or Devil Wears Prada sounded better. I still don’t, but I picked Devil Wears Prada because I’ve never seen it before. And I still don’t know if it’s good or not, because Josh took me to the theatres. Oh, and before I forget: Trina, I will not forget you didn’t remember my birthday, after knowing each other half our lives. “Well, you didn’t tell me…” LOL I didn’t think I’d have to. Well, I was wrong. But I guess I deserved it, as I forgot your last birthday too. And under the circumstances it was, I think I’m the worse friend out of the 2 of us…

December 18:
Phebe: Time to sing happy birthday!
Heidi: For WHO?”

Honestly Trina, I have no idea how I forgot that, because that’s what I went over for! I’m truly sorry, but I will laugh at that for the rest of my life. 2 best friends, forgetting eachother’s birthdays. All I can say is we're getting pretty close to that age where short term memory loss starts interfering.

Photos. While we waited for the movie to start, Josh and I walked around, and I took photos of him in front of some posters.

Josh: I look good. I mean really good (I'm not trying to make him sound vain, he REALLY said that).

And I have no idea what this one is, but he said he was supposed to be smothering some woman's face...?

-Heidi

I THINK I WOULD KNOW IF MY BEST FRIEND WAS IN MY ROOM!

So it's four in the morning and there's loud snoring noises coming form unidentified characters in in this haunted house I'm staying in. Last night I tried to escape...only to find that weights weren't the only thing I couldn't lift...

But before I ask you if your crying yet or on your knees in desperate prayer for me let me take you to the beginning of a young teens present situation.
The other day...while I was just minding my own business...

...I received a letter from my counselor...(like why does everyone think I have problems?)...

Well it didn't say much, just that I am to be on lock down for three weeks, for my own good. To help my soul replenish and my spirit flourish. They even gave this event a name...something something T.P. Like what was I suppose to think, I have plenty of toilet pater, and if its more I need well the house down the road has some...so naturally I went after it...but there was nothing natural about it.

The house swallowed me and now my mental assignments that previously had a deadline will just have to wait.

-Trina