Happy Birthday to me
Happy Birthday to me
Happy Birthday dear me-e
Happy Birthday to me
Yeah. It was my birthday last week. Can you tell?
I am now officially sixteen.
Yay. I’m ecstatic.
Well, actually I am, cause I’m going to Sydney. I’ve never been there before, except that one time we had a stopover there on the way to Hobart. The only thing I really remember about it was that I was following Mum into the toilets and they turned out to be the mens. That was funny. But it totally wasn’t my fault. I think it’s kind of sad I’ve never been there before. Very un-Australian of me. But whatever.
On my birthday, we had a Legal Studies excursion to the Southport Magistrates Court. That was cool. We saw this one about a guy who doused his girlfriends ex’s house in fuel and tried to set it on fire. What a weirdo. He told all his friends it was him. And here I was thinking the point was to NOT get caught.
Hya hya hya. That was supposed to be freaky evil laugh. Didn’t really work. Just looked like I was trying to write Hi-ya or hyena or something.
Okay. Going now.
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I cant believe that he told his friends that he did it, and that he told her, and yet he still plead not guilty. WHAT A WEIRDO INDEED! Someone isnt very bright.
Duh.
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