The night I became two years older.

I am sorry I haven't posted. It's a long story about watercolors, stupid people from Texas, and my wonderful Daddy.

Another thing missed in my sad hiatus was the news that I received my mission call to Boston Massachusetts. Yay! But most of you know this already.

It is because of the timing of my leaving, because of the fact that I will be gone for two of my birthdays that I post this. So here is the story:

My two bestest friends in the world since I was just a tyke are Jaq and Deena. We still get together sometimes, twice a month or so. They really are great friends, but if I told you all the great things I thought about them, This would be a really really long post.

Last night we got together again. We were meeting at my apartment and I figured we'd catch a movie and go out to eat or sumthin. But when I opened the door, there they were with a big sheet cake and even bigger grins.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!"

I was confused. It wasn't my birthday. But they called me silly, reassured me that I was mistaken and that I was now twenty two. I started to object when they gave me a bunch of presents.

Well, if they were going insane, who was I to object, right?

So after presents were open and great big hugs were given around, they both exchanged a look and said,

"We forgot something in the car, wait right there, and we be back"

and they giggled and left.

I wasn't suspicious, I was playing with my new toys. They seemed to take a awfully long time when all the sudden they knocked again.

"Come in!" says I.

They knock again.

"It's open!" I churp.

Again, an insistent knock.

so I get up and answer it.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!"

"Wow, It's amazing another year has flown by!"

"I can't believe you're all ready twenty three!"
"Finally, you're older than both of us!"

"You don't look a day older!"

They brought in another sheet cake and more presents. They had even changed clothes, even down to wearing different jewelry to show that time had passed.

I would post the picture of the other cake, but somehow, my camera didn't save it. But it was awesome. It had a ninja on it. And he was kibitzing.

Instead, I'll post pictures of my great friends:

This is Deena. Yes, she really is that adorable, and do ask her about her horrible plan, it's awesome.

This is Jaq. If her eyes look red, it's not the picture. they really are red. And she really is eating the skittles, bag and all. She's a vampire who is on the wagon, and sometimes she gets these urges...

Anyway, needless to say, I don't feel as though I've accomplished anything in my twenty second year. It went by so fast.

But it was the best double birthday I'd ever had! we wrecked a journal (a post for another time?)

watched condorman, and sacrificed a ninja to the bowl of Dark M&Ms.

Thanks to my awesome friends. They really mean a lot to me. I'll miss them when I go on my mission.

I'm such a vane person!

Pardon the pun. I'll explain:

Those who know me will already know that I was born deficient. I am missing one of my front teeth. It just never grew in. It's my biggest flaw, besides my big toes being shorter than the next ones.

Anyway, I recently underwent a implant surgery. Pretty much what they did was cut in the gum, drill a hole in my skull, and jam a metal pipe up so as to attach a fake tooth. It wasn't so bad, but I'm still getting used to it.

Yesterday, it started aching. It hasn't hurt for a while, so it was very strange and a little annoying. Despite the painkillers I took, It continued to throb and ache. I was on the verge of calling the doctor, when I looked outside.

It was raining.

Well, that explained everything! It's common knowledge that if you get knee surgerys you can predict the weather by the aching. The urban legend is that it's because of the metal they put in. So it makes sense that now, with the help of my implant, I can predict the weather with my head!!!

Whoa! there must be a storm coming! My head's acting up!

I never thought anything could be cooler than getting radio reception with my braces, but I was wrong!!

I am the phantom of the e-mail.

I'm so wicked.

A while ago, I played a trick on my little sister.

Sometimes, she checks her e-mail on my computer and the password pops up whenever you type in her user name. One day, just as a joke, I logged in and changed her background. I didn't read any e-mails or anything. A couple of weeks later, out of curiosity, I log in again to find she had changed it back. I changed it again. This went on for a month or so before I decided to take it to the next level.

I logged in and wrote an e-mail to that same account saying,

"This is the ghost of your e-mail. You shall do what I say."

And I sent it.

She put it in Spam.

Giggling, I took it out of spam and wrote another one saying,

"I am not spam! I am the ghost of your e-mail and you can not escape me! Bwahahahahahaha!

ps, Bwahahahahahaha!!!"

I figured that after that she'd dismiss it as a joke, I didn't think hackers had a sense of humor.

She put me in Spam again.

This time I wrote,

"If you put me in Spam one more time, I shall put a curse on you family! Answer me!"

By this time, I was throughly enjoying myself.

As it so happened, I visited my sister that next weekend. I had brought my computer, and was trying to log in to her account again when I discovered she had changed the password. Bummed, I went to my other little sister to ask what it was, and when she didn't know, I thought I'd go directly to the source. When I gently broached the subject of e-mail passwords, little sister the first looked at me with big eyes and whispered,

"I think someone is trying to steal my identity! They keep logging in and sending me e-mails!"

Trying desperately to keep a straight face, I asked,

"So, what's you're new password?"

"Oh, it's--" and then she saw my face.

The gag was up.

I think she threatened to not talk to me for a week, but she eventually forgave me. The moral of this story is, if there is a mysterious person e-mailing you from your own account, it's probably me. Don't change your password.

Matchmaker

So I have been getting more and more wrong numbers asking for Kristen. Okay, only three, but the point is, I have found out, through a misdirected text that Kristen and Josh are now together. That's right! Josh from Lagoon who hitches rides off of random parents! Kristen is a lucky girl. I cannot help but think I had something to do with their good fortune.

I hope they mention me at their wedding.

Birthday!!!

Yesterday was my birthday. It was great. I have the best family and friends in the world. My sisters gave me brekfast in bed and then me and H (names shortened to protect the innocent.) and I went downtown and had lunch. I had a jolly old time riding trax. Then I drove to my family's home and they fed me the tastiest dinner and we had ice cream and mousse cake. And then my other sister, L took me to Barnes and Noble and told me to choose whatever I wanted! Poor L is now broke, but I'm happy. I dropped L off at the mall and I was accosted by one of those little weight loss shops that sit in the middle of the isle and jump on people who pass. The lady came up to me and said,

"Excuse me, would you like to try our new green tea weight loss shake?"

I looked at her blankly and said,

"Do I look like I need to lose weight?"

(for those of you who know me, the answer is a decided YES!)

"Oh no!" she assured me, "Not at all!"

"Oh good, thank you for your time." I strode off.

I hate those little shops, and that felt really good.

But the best part is that late in the morning, I recieved a text that said,

"Hey Kristin, I'm Josh. We met at Lagoon a few weeks ago while I was working. your mom drove me home:) remember?"

I texted back,

"Hey josh. First of all how are you? Secondly, I think you have the wrong number. You owe me 25 cents for this text."

He didn't respond. That made me sad.

I love birthdays!