bbbbb-dddayyyy bitches
last night i went to the mall to get my birthdays gifts. i got an at the drive-in t-shirt, a new skateboard, and the new mars volta album.
every year i seem to look foward to my birthday, but for what? nothing exciting happens. it's just like any other day. only this year, i turn sixteen. as if it's some big deal. how is becoming sixteen such a big deal? it's not like i can drive now, or anything special like that. it's just another stupid birthday. besides, no one even remembers except for my family. enough of my complaining.
anyone wanna hang out with me on my birthday?!?!?!?
every year i seem to look foward to my birthday, but for what? nothing exciting happens. it's just like any other day. only this year, i turn sixteen. as if it's some big deal. how is becoming sixteen such a big deal? it's not like i can drive now, or anything special like that. it's just another stupid birthday. besides, no one even remembers except for my family. enough of my complaining.
anyone wanna hang out with me on my birthday?!?!?!?