it's my birthday. but i'm not seventeen yet...for another three hours. though i'm not gonna stay up for that. this isn't new year's, after all. well. i partied into the new year by doing my sister's hair as she slept, which made me feel like delilah... not a sign for how my seventeenth year will go, hopefully. for how i'll go. i don't feel very gold. i feel very very tired. but. it's not seventeen yet, so i have that to look forward to. when i won't be so tired. oh yawn.
~G2~