It was my birthday yesterday, therefore making me one year older but not a day richer, seeing as my brother snagged my Birthday money. But apart from that, it was a great birthday. ^.^

However, this morning [due to my fever I am still absent from school] a phone call came in for my Brother, a girl at that. [He likes to preach he is a ladies man]. Still, I passed the phone over and dear, darling brother, being the gentlemen he is, just cut her off. Nice. Real nice.

Anyway, I phoned her back and aplogised, saying it was me who had cut the phone off by accident, and that the slug wasn't available. I'm amazed she was so nice about it, though.

Still ill. Still look as though I've been hit by a train.

How does that Annie song go again?

"Tomorrow, tomorrow, I bet ya there will be sun, just thinking about tomorrow, I bet my..."

What comes after that?