May 23, 2005 15:01
Here's my birthday dream presents:
"The Day After Tomorrow" DVD
"Spiderman" DVD
Money
Car
Guitar
Ipod/MP3 player
Extended Curfew
A Suprise Party
Here's what I hope reality will grant me:
Phone calls, lots of them, even if you just say Happy Birthday and hang up, I want a phone call dammit.
And if you don't know me, I'll summarize myself:
I'm supposedly a good writer, I'll be published in a book that comes out in August of Illinois's best teenage writers.
I'm supposedly smart and creative.
I'm supposedly a great person.
I am very pessimistic.
I like this one boy, who will remain nameless, and I think he knows, which is oh-so-very-not-good.
I wanna party tonight.
I wish I was hammered right now.
I wish there was vodka in the house.
I just wanna get drunk for once in my life, honestly, this is crazy talk.
I wish I had a later curfew. Maybe that can be my birthday wish.
And here's a pre-birthday wish.
I wish that I wouldn't have to be Drew Barrymore and Molly Ringwald on the same night. Please, any boy I like, please help this.