birthdays suck
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it's funny when you have a part with someone but its really your party. you spend 150 on booze and snacks it's att your house and then party time comes and its all of his friends and almost non of yours. all the liqour gets dranken and your hose is a fucking mess.... yeah thats really funny.... yesterday was my birthday and big fucking whoop. i got what i wanted and thanks to evanso today keyon and i are going to go tobest buy so i can get cd's for my new burner. laura reluctantly gave us use of her car but i was goiing to fill up the tank for her... so he says he is on his way and then three hours later he calls me and says he isnt commig.... he fucking knows one of my pet peeves is people that dont call.. i could have typed up my paper if i knew but i waited thinking every min that he was just going to pull up. he was just sitting around talking to laura. he could have called... further more he was like i know i'm sorry... wich is what i wanted but just isnt as satisfying as i wanted it to be.... am i a horrible person? why dio i feel like i have less and less people to ang out with?
i feel overly stressed out i thought this was going to be a good year but it is starting out as a shit year.... maybe that is just how it is supposed to be. i'm sure being ripped from my mom at birth wasnt very happy... that must have happened right around now 22 years ago.
i just really feel hated on and i have to do laundry and i have to write a paper and i have to clean my room and i have a mid term tomarrow and i want to die and i have to listen to the news and write a jornal about it for monday and i just want to sleep sleep sleep sleep
why cant i be so rich i dont have to ever get out of bed?
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