Perhaps I should explain the title? *tears hair out* There's a reason I don't like surprises... *punches wall* My mom walks into the room to wake me up. She's like, "we're going somewhere in an hour." And my dearest sister is like, "I KNOW WHERE WE'RE GOING." *sigh* Yeah... they're having a surprise birthday party for my brother... today. (No not the gummy bear brother. He gets the annual St. Patrick's Day feast on his birthday every single year. Hehe... we're Irish. That reminds me, my brother and I were doing music when they were practicing dances, and we were doing our lovely Irish accents. XP). And of courseeeeeeeeee, everyone shall be there... Right when I was determined to be happy all day long. *sigh* So much for that plan.