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So tonight I have a football game to go to. It's going to suck really bad because I have a brown recluse bite on my leg. It's like huge and nasty and all bruised. It really sucks. Anyway, it was my birthday on wednesday, and I'm all 17 now. Yay me. The funny thing is that I never really saw myself making it to 17. I always felt like I was gonna die before I got there. Anywho, tonight after the game, i'm going to katie's house for her b-day party, and there's going to be like crazy drinking there, so it's gonna be a little weird for me cuz I don't drink. I'm just goin because Katie's the bomb.