So on the morning of my birthday there wasn't much to do.
So this is what happened.
I went to bowling class. I bowled an 89.(not my best). I bowled a strike one handed while I was talking to my mom on the phone. :)
Next I went for a ride in my friend Matt's mustang. We were just running some errands, nothing too thrilling.

Then finally that night, I saw this sign that said Jazz on it. My dad has always called me that, so I took a picture.

I miss you family. It was my first birthday away from you!
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