You know..

My birthday's coming up.

I've always, always hated celebrating it. I mean, yeah.. I'll be a year older, awesome. More responsibilities.

That's not my problem, though. Every year, it's the same fucking thing. It's because of that woman. Swear, this year has got to be the worst. Ever.

Okay, a Cotillion sounds cool and all.. But I never asked for it. She makes it seem like she's doing me a huuuuge ass favor by throwing some stupid party.

Because I said that I never asked for the party, she goes, "You're not going to college; Never ask me for anything."

Fuck that shit.