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i am so disappointed. I'm trying to be understanding but really my birthday was a waste of makeup and hairspray.
I should be hungover, but alas no. My "friends" didn't buy me drinks and i had no money so i only drank the two free drinks i got from the bartender and waiter.
You know I spent all day getting ready. I got my nails and feet done, my hair straightened, makeup put on... i bought a new outfit. and for what... to go out to dinner where everyone complained they were sooo tired and to pay 70 dollars for the rest of the dinner bill.
It's funny, everyone said its your birthday dont pay for anything but really when the bill came they conveniently forgot that statement and really let me down. i was pissed. we get to my house and the only people excited were my mother and mary. shana and jenny went home, nikki only went to dinner and jess went to bed. wow what a party. write it down in the record book.
I'm done with my birthdays. People fuck them up every year and every year I cry because i just wanted one day to be special. its just another day now because there is nothing to celebate. i wasted money on my appearance to be angry and sad. thank god i didnt take pictures because i certainly dont want to remember any of this. it makes me even more sad to be disappointed in shana.
I should be hungover, but alas no. My "friends" didn't buy me drinks and i had no money so i only drank the two free drinks i got from the bartender and waiter.
You know I spent all day getting ready. I got my nails and feet done, my hair straightened, makeup put on... i bought a new outfit. and for what... to go out to dinner where everyone complained they were sooo tired and to pay 70 dollars for the rest of the dinner bill.
It's funny, everyone said its your birthday dont pay for anything but really when the bill came they conveniently forgot that statement and really let me down. i was pissed. we get to my house and the only people excited were my mother and mary. shana and jenny went home, nikki only went to dinner and jess went to bed. wow what a party. write it down in the record book.
I'm done with my birthdays. People fuck them up every year and every year I cry because i just wanted one day to be special. its just another day now because there is nothing to celebate. i wasted money on my appearance to be angry and sad. thank god i didnt take pictures because i certainly dont want to remember any of this. it makes me even more sad to be disappointed in shana.