Happy birthday to me.. Im one Year older.. Three Hundred and Sixty five days less.. To cry on your shoulder.. I didnt get much sleep, Too Depressive last night to the point that, Tori, Nikki, Johnny, and Deanna were keeping me up sending emails of Happy birthday..they were cool..I saved them.. Nikki sent me a birthday present although I told him not to..(Reminds self to send it back).. Do I Dramatize Things a little too Much?.. I mean,I make the worse of things sound even worse, at least. TO Me I do. I Just know Im Not for a Pity Push. Ah well.. Forget i ever asked. So Yeah..Im Sixteen..Doesnt feel like it.. Didnt get anything..Oh Wait!..I do get somthing..... A Mathbook for math class... Mom replied this morning "Mr. Hammock is only doing this for a threat"... meaning, Mr. Hammock is mad that he is Over a Million years old, Flirts with my mom, and she wont flirt back, so he's going to say he's taking us to court for not paying our Rent...Heh..he's desperate. Then She said how she has to pay the electric bill too.. ..So My response was "And what about my birthday?.."... So she replied "I Can always make that up"...fucker First period so far was okay. I had to leave rooms repeatedly because the animals would make noises. so that sucked. I dunno if I got all my homework assignments down, and I still have to read The Cask of Amontillado by Edgar Allan poe, for fourth. well..I have three hours between Third and fourth. so..I can read it then. Ima go Now..My Birthday sucked, All I Wanted was to be down In davie Florida with friends..and I never even got that.. I got Nothing.