Birthday

Today, March 31st, is my birthday. And guess what, it sucks. Just like every other year. My mom works all weekend, so i don't get to see her at all, my dad forgot, I had to babysit at 6 in the morning but that only means I was up at 5. I had drivers ed at 8 and my dad forgot to come get me so i had to walk  in the rain and have to make-up the five minutes i missed and I have to pay the fee for the extra class.

Oh, my grandparents forgot. And my dad and brothers ate all the Ruthie rolls that are meant for me. My dad basically called me a bitch. And then he wondered if I was mad! I've been hyperventilating. My mom is also sick. And worst of all, we can't celebrate. Not for the next month anyway. I couldn't get my permit today cuz the place is closed. And I got that lovely gift from mother nature.


What sux the most tho, is the fact I'm crying. It's my birthday, and I've locked myself in my room so I can cry. Thanx dad. Happy 14th birthday to me!