january 20th...a day to remember.
IT'S MY BIRTHDAYYY.
yeah i'm on of those types. the ones that are like "give me stuff" but i really don't want stuff, i just like when people say "happy birthday" it like makes my whole life.
anyway, right now i'm skipping my first exam because IT'S MY BIRTHDAY! and well i already did it. and in class for our "midterm" we have to read a piece of ours in front of the class. my ex is in there, and a bunch of really catty girls who are just all gonna mock me for my shitty ass writing. not to mention i would get up there and shake my ass off because i have a huge fear of public speaking...well at least in school. i know. i'm crazy. who skips school? well i do.
people actually got me stuff. i'm surprised because i thought my only friend was Jen, but i guess not. it's weird, i don't care actually-- because i hate presents. its like if you dont spend enough, or if it isnt cool enough, it isn't good. i usually donate all of my hanukkah presents to a charity in concord. this year i couldn't do that because i didn't get any hanukkah presents cause of my moms job. no biggy.
anyway, i want to open some presents before i go to school...which is in an hour, so it's sort of dumb for me to do it now, but all the anticipation has built up.
call me, if you know my number, and wish me a happy birthday. it would probably make my life.