My Super Sweet 16

So, I'm home sick and like i've said before i am addicted to televsion, especially bad television. I love My Super Sweet 16...it's like a train wreck, I can't hlep but watch it. So, it makes me remember my Super Sweet 16. Ah, it was an amazing party, I can remember it now. I asked my parents for a car, that's all I wanted. Not just any car for that matter....I wanted....a 1994 ford escort....ha ha....I turned sixteen in 1998. I remember it was along side the road for sale at the crazy price of $4,500 bucks. So, I went to my amazing birthday party, dinner at my house with my parents. Oh it was so hot, it was off the hook. I had breadsticks, and Penne with alfredo. Then, just like in the TV show my parents brought out the big guns, my present. Oh, I was so excited, the first thing I opened, was a keychain!!! Oh a keychain how exciting. Then, my parents instead of taking me outside to reveal my present handed me a box, oh a box, maybe it was the title for my car...maybe it was a....oh wait it was a scrapbook with a circle cutter inside. Needless to say I never let my parents live that down, and I pretty much got whatever I wanted for my birthday after that, and when i say whatever i want i mean i got to pick out my own shirt from Maurices.