...And I was born

Today is my birthday and I have nothing planned and nothing to say so why the hell am I even here? Funny thing, I thought I was turning 24, I was so sure of it and I kept asking myself how I got there so fast. See, I was born in 1984 so I am only turning 23 so I had skipped a whole year in my head. My mom had too. Isn't that strange? I honestly could not remember what I had done with my 23rd year and I am so glad I have it back, thank God, I am going to use it for good.
It is 1.30pm and I have gotten a dvd, How to Kill Your Neighbour's Dog, a wallet and a pair of ear rings. I love presents.
This post is all over the place so I am just going to stop and come back when I have something interesting to say. Toodles.