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Aug 11, 2004 12:59

I'm 19 now. My birthday was both shitty and sweet. Let me explain...

I left Mark's house Sunday night at around 2:30. I was starving so before I left I ate some cookies. Then I started to drive home and was talking to Mark on my cell when all of a sudden I started feeling sick. I told him I needed to pull over because I was going to puke and I would call him back. The feeling ended up passing, but I still felt awful and I rushed home. I ended up not being able to fall asleep until 6, and I turned around and got up at 8:30 because Mark and I were planning on going to Michigan's Adventure for my birthday. But I wasn't feeling any better, in fact I felt worse. And I ended up feeling awful for the rest of the day. I thought there was like some unwritten rule that you can't get sick on your birthday. So that made the day pretty shitty. But the day was also sweet, because I spent the whole day with Mark. He got me a TV and a DVD player for my birthday. It was so awesome. He really shouldn't have spent so much on me. My mom also gave me money to but my camera, I think I am going to get it on friday.

Does anyone miss me?
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