again, birthday problems.
So I decided that even after all the miserable stuff that
happened on my real birthday I'd go out and have a birthday
party. Bad idea. I dont know why i figured that my friends
would actually show up and do something with me for my
birthday. i'm such an idiot. i should have known better.
at least i know now. No more birthday parties. my friends
don't even fucking care enough to show up.