MY BIRTHDAY!

This may be the worst birthday I've ever had. The moment I reached home, people started to pissed me off just by letting me repeat myself that I don't have the house keys with me for 3 days straight.


C'on lar. Which part of " I don't have" you all don't understand? I started to get pissed and speak a lil' louder, people said I'm giving attitude.


Oh fuck it man. I'm not going to speak anything then.


Then, Kirk said he wanna fetch me from Lot1. Even thou we're already over, apparently he wants to get me back, but too bad, he's simply turning me off!


He bloody hell made me wait for 1 whole hour for him. 1 WHOLE HOUR! If he meant it to pick me up, then why still taking his own stupid sour time and make me wait?


If one day, he doesn't make me wait, I'll call that day my birthday instead. So, my face was super black during the way back home in the stupid car and alighted the car, and he drove off.


If I'm the one who make him wait, I wonder what he's gonna be. To be angry, or to be pissed?


DUHS!


Next, Arnold says the guys AREN'T going anymore cause' their money is running low. What kinda stupid excuse is that?! One minute this, another minute that. Really man, if one day I'm being asked to go out by GUYS, and if I go, please kill me.


I'm so so so fucked up now. Why every year my birthday has gotta be like this? Last year, quarrelled with Kirk on this day. This year, everybody makes me pissed. I'm so sick lar. Hope Reb will reply my sms. Sigh~ I hope we girls can go our own. =(


I HATE TODAY AND I'M LIKE WAITING FOR GOOD NEWS. =(=(