Happy G-Day (yesterday)

[mood: cold-y]
[music: soundtrack to 'Kill Bill Vol. 1']

Happy birthday to me (yesterday)
happy birthday to me (yesterday)
happy biiirthday deeear Paaaaatttyyyy
happy birthday to me (yesterday)

Yes, so I am now seventeen. How momentous. Truth be told, I really don't feel any different, just like last year when I turned 16, another "milestone." I really don't get why sixteen is so big. A hundred and sixteen, I can see being cause for a big celebration, but sixteen? I guess years ago, that was becoming an adult. Nowadays, people seem to mature a leetle slower. Take the guy on Dr. Phil today, for example. Telling his wife he wants to work on their marriage, then carrying on with his pregnant mistress, what an ass.
Anyway, so seventeen....yeah, I have a cold. That's always fun. And I'm kind of tired, so that's why I'm rambling randomly. Uuuummmm, yeah, my exam went okay. Except for the fact that there was an ESSAY!!! Mr. Wood's essays and "short-answer" questions (2 of them were more than a pg. long) are kind of killer. But I think I did ok, so that's good. And I'm now done of math, so yay!
Anyway, I think I might go to bed now, or something.
Love to you all, Patty