What I tell myself to get up in the mornings

This blog is the outcome of a blog assignment in my 9th grade honors English class.  One could even say that this is the baby of an assignment.  Now that I've written a short introduction about what I'm talking about, I would like to say that my English class starts at 7:30 in the morning.  What human being is up at that monstrous time? I am, because it's my grade.  Isn't it funny that I would bring up time in a blog about mornings, because mornings are not worth my time.  I've rambled on about time, english, and all the blah, blah moments in my life, and I'm sick of it, so let me cut to the chase.

No longer a thirt

On October 11, I became just a wee bit older. Though it's not a very important number, I am excited to no longer be thirteen.  See, thirteen is an unlucky number and one would be surprised at how many bad things happened when I was that glorious and cursed number. I hope to begin a new chapter of my life as I explore the wonders of being one year older. I think that birthdays are very interesting.  Why does one celebrate the day they came into the world? When did it begin? Where did 'birthday parties' originate?  I may not answer these questions in this blog post, but I hope that readers are interested enough in birthdays that they might find the answers to the various questions in this blog!