November 1, 2009
Happy birthday to me, happy birthday… Wait, wasn’t that more than a month ago?
I turned seventeen (17!) on September 12th. I had an amazing birthday party. A bunch of my friends came over and we had a scavenger hunt. Some of the items on the list; a teacher’s signature from our high school, an item of baby clothing, something on sale, a toy, and a picture with a sophomore at our school. “And who won?” you ask. Well, we tied, but the other team cheated. We drove to a local restaurant to pick up the sophomore from the place where he works and went inside to search for him where he told us he’d be. Strangely enough, we learned he had already left. We returned home sophomoreless, only to find the other team had kidnapped him! No fair. We got a picture with a picture of him, which earned us half-credit, and they forgot to get a picture for one of their items, for which they received half-credit. But really, we should have won.
Regardless, it was a fun activity. The best part was, all the items like the baby clothes, toys, and articles of winter clothing were donated to a charity afterwards. What a great use of my birthday!