leaving the station

So, my dearest Blogosphere, I am writing to you as a new and improved fifteen year old!

Yesterday, January sixth, was my fifteenth birthday! It was lovely. This post is going nowhere, in case you were wondering.

At midnight my friend texted me with birthday wishes, one of my friends baked me a cake and brought it to school. Suffice it to say, I'm friends with some pretty amazing people! I had band practice afterschool, where I had an epic out-of-body experience while listening to Greensleeves. I had an extra long session of cello, then retired for take-out Indian food and a move (Eagle Vrs Shark. Amazing).

Over all it was a wonderful birthday. I've enrolled in a free online plot workshop, I'm trying (and, to be honest, falling behind) to stick to my 1,000 word a day goal, and the gymnastics unit in my PE class is going surprisingly well. In case you didn't know, I don't do gymnastics. But I try, and I'm going to keep on trying for a whole new year.

Happy Thursday.

Erika