Aren't birthdays s'possed to be happy? well mine started with a fight. another deep blow to everything i had. why am i so stubborn?? i have to much pride. what a loser i am. i just didn't want to fail. not again.
i did get one present tho. melinda. she wrote me. and i got to speak to her. who could ask for more?
and in the end aaron and i agreed on a truce and he took me to dennys for my birthday.
so here it is 3am and i'm bored out of my mind. thanks joel for keeping my amusment while you could.
sleep... might be a good thing. hrm... tell you when i wake up.
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