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Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Wheeeeee

My home decided to throw a belated birthday party for me. Apparently they had big plans that didn't work out, so they downsized to this perfect little plan where Ken and Megu took me out to eat (Shonics and Tsubes came along), while the women at home cooked up a cake for me. I got home a little earlier than they expected and apparently gave them a heart-attack by walking through the kitchen to use the bathroom. I completely and TOTALLY did not notice the cake. I'm so disappointed at my sensory system. They totally pulled this surprise over on me, I was so shocked at myself. I guess the Lord knows how I like it.
I went back out with Dad and Mom to the video rental. Mom almost ruined the entire surprise by saying "you have to come with us". So then I started asking mom questions in the car and dad fixed it in a very clever way. All the suspicion left my head. Sneaky dad.
And then they gave me birthday presents, which was way too cool. I got a huge set of colored pens...my home members know me well. A big box of Japanese snacks that were bought at an American store. Special. And like 5 cards made by the kids and signed by all the home members. Really sweet. The first time I've ever had my birthday in a home with kids. I love kids.
We watched Noel and ate cake and snacks that I got from the AIP celebration. Today we're going to a gathering near MP3 or TOM home or somewhere, I'm not exactly sure. I'll get to see UNO and NODA. Happy Flo. I just realized...all the homes in Japan are spelt with like...capitals. HAHA, they're all acronyms!!!
Oh. Except Noda. Junk.

I love being 17 already.

8 comments:

Anonymous hhhhh said...

okay kobe home isn't spelt with capitals either ..

10/03/2006 6:26 PM  
Blogger Florence said...

...oh. right.
do you guys actually have a name?

10/03/2006 8:13 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

ahh flo i love ur singing!

happy birthday! i love you!

10/03/2006 11:28 PM  
Blogger crazynik said...

Happy Birthday Flo...love ya and miss you XXXX

10/04/2006 12:18 AM  
Blogger Florence said...

wow anonymous. i love you too!

and thank you niki! i miss you too. miss talking with you. XXX (lots of porn)

10/04/2006 9:17 AM  
Anonymous Ambie said...

Happy birthday Flo! Make the most of your 17th!!

10/04/2006 3:50 PM  
Anonymous Nina said...

Wow, what's the matter w/ me that I can't remember any Libra birthdays in September!? But u know I love u, Flo, & wish u a HAPPY (x17) year! So glad you're close by, now! :D

10/05/2006 10:19 PM  
Blogger Neo said...

Happy birthaday, Flo. Sing On.

10/07/2006 7:48 PM  

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