itz my birthday
ok so 2day is my birthday. im finally 17! im not the baby nemore, even tho i still am. jay, will, and julie will all be 18 within the nex month. dre's already 18 and jeremy, ryan, alan and all them are all 20+. im always gonna be the baby.
my birthday was ok. every1 wished me happy birthday (but not b4 questioning the tiara and pink pants). i love my friends. my family on the other hand is a bit different. i got lyk $200 from ppl and a vase/ glass thingy which confuses me 2 no end. we also went to some reasurant that refuses to sell anything w/o meat. if it was up 2 me i wudda been havin chinese, but no, it doesnt matter that its my birthday.
moving on. i had love luggage 2day. it makes me happy doing things for other people. i also had a real nice convo with johnny d. hez a lot different then wut i wudda expected but hez awsome.
im still confused abbt some things. many things acctually. and i still wanna cry. "itz my birthday and i can cry if i want to, cry if i want to, cry if i want to. u wud cry 2 if this happened to you dodododo." anyway, im just waiting for things to be ok again. maybe soon, hopefully. but im gonna try 2 stop being negative. gotta be happy again. dont mind all my ranting. i needa go back and think. thanx to all of u who've put up with me for the last couple weeks. i know ive been a pain in the ass. well im gonna go celebrate wutz left oof my birthday (ha). if i dont wake up 2morrow just let me sleep. i need that. mybe a nice shot or drag of something wud help. i mean um, well itz my birthday!
~treene