I too, am
blessed with the
July 9th b-day.
I got smashed last night and had to go to a goddamn
dentist this morning, all beat down and whatnot. Not what i had planned.
Im 20.
One of my
friends(?) organized a
party for me yesterday, all my good friends, and she was supposed to pick me up at 3, because my
car was in the shop. She told me she was on her way.
And the dumb little bitch didn't get me. She just didn't show up. All my friends had
barbecue,
cake, and whatnot, without the
fucking person whose
birthday it was.
This
girl fucking
pissed me off.
Now im the
asshole who doesn't show up to his own
birthday party.
She told everyone there that i told her i didn't want to come, which is a
blatant lie. I don't know what to make of it.
Plans for the day:
- Go out to
dinner with the family for the b-day celebration.
- Begin
debauchery,
mayhem and other wild
antics which may
ensue on one's B-day.
- I could definetly use some
tail....
Happy birthday to all other july 9thers, always remember that
Cancers rule the world...
Update: Birthdays are useless. 2 people called me today, thassit, meaning the majority of the people i know basicly said "fuck you", well. thats how i see it anyway...Drink and sleep.