five more days.

hey, there.
my birthday is coming, and i absolutely can't wait. on wednesday, october sixth, i will be sixteen years young. most people have parties for their sweet sixteen. but no, i'm not having a party. instead, i'm going to the promenade with friends and we're going to eat out at hooters. i'm hoping it'll turn out to be fun and a night to remember. ah. talking about this makes me excited. no. i can't be excited. i'm not allowing myself to because everytime i get excited about a special occasion something bad ends up happening. also, for the past, i'd say, six years, something horrible has happened on my birthday. whether i'm sick, or on punishment, something always happens. yeah. i have bad luck. ugh. anywho, talk to you soon!

-sam.