  Happy Birthday to me... Technically the first thing someone told me today was "Happy Birthday dumplin", but that was before I went to bed for the night. This morning I was woken up by Dad. "Happy Birthday, Get your ass up we have to set stuff up now.
" The "stuff" we were setting up was for a suprise birthday party. Now you may be saying, "Its not much of a surprise if you help set it up is it?". Well you failed to notice that I didn't mention whose birthday party it was. The party was not for me, but for my mother. I was not part of the planning process either. I found out when it was the last time I got my hair cut. Missy, the lady that cuts my hair, is friends with my mom. Well, she was scheduling someone for the 5th of June. I was thinking "Ha, Thats my Birthday," as Dad said something to the effect of: "Are you sure you can do that? " Impling on something, that at the time was in the dark about. The something would be Mom's birthday party. "Shit, that wonderful ," I thought in my most sarcastic of tones. I was saying to someone about this shindig before hand that I was willing to bet I don't get a cake or anything.
"Nah, your family wouldn't forget you like that", but they did. Most people there didn't even know it was my B-day. Mom's friends didn't bother me so much as my family. Almost everyone ended up wishing me "Happy Birthday" before they left though. While setting stuff up, before anyone really got to our house, Dad asked me what I thought about being 17. "It sucks", I sleeply replied. Since then it has almost gotten better. Tomorrow I am off to Harrisburg for a Meeting about Governor's School.
That ought to be interesting. I'll be meeting my roommate there. From June 27th and for the next 5 weeks after words I will be spending my time in State College. It should be a good time. I get to learn computer stuff, hang out in dorms, and get college food, all for free! Pretty sweet is it not? SOTD: Rebels of the Sacred Heart by Flogging Molly 
