So this is my life and I want you to know that I am both happy and sad

 Happy 17th Birthday Austin!

I'm sure you would have had an amazing time celebrating it.

Sorry mom couldn't find flowers for you. I really wanted to get you some, but everywhere was closed.

Miss you.

It's two hours into a very special day.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIPLI! [anyone love to tell me how to make a username clickable?]

:D

She makes me happy on the inside :3

So, worked sucked like usual, but it was slow.

Steveo told me I did a a good job at scooping potatoes or something like that.

I replied with a "Yeah, I could totally see me doing this for the rest of my life."

We both laughed.

No one wants to work at The Red Schoolhouse for life.

Not even Slave-boy. I'm sure at one point in time he had hopes and dreams.

Not even thirty and he's already settled on working in a local resturant as a cook.

Yeah.

10 dollars an hour must be spiffy.

I wonder if he actually makes that much.

My dad make a lot working there. 7 dollars and hour plus tips as a bartender.

200 bucks a night yo.

Damn.

And to think, I wanted to be a CSI.

or a teacher.

Or a psycologist.

Or a teacher/CSI/psycologist.

Or a cowgirl.

I've always wanted to be a cowgirl.

A cowgirl/astronaut.

Hells yeah.

So Kipli, you will get a present. Yes you will. From me.

:D

I'm workin on it, don't be pushy.

xD

I think I'm delierous from lack of sleep.

Deleerious.

Delereous.

delereous.

diliereous.

Damn.