I see the girls on Super Sweet Sixteen ask for everything under the sun. A brand new car, pricey dresses, thousand dollar parties, helicopter rides and stupid material things. And on my 16th birthday, I didn't get one thing I want. I sound like a complete brat, but my parents never listen. My mom got me a video camera, returned it because it didn't work with my computer. A ugly pillow for my bed from Fred Meyer's. And other stuff I can't even remember. My birthday's suck. End of story.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
birthday crap.
On the 17th of THIS lovely December, I will be 17. And.. Im not so tickled me pink about this. Every year I ask for something for my birthday and every year I get random shit from my parent I end up giving back. I feel terrible about this. And it makes my feel like a bad daughter. So I decided this year (and maybe every year) to ask for nothing. Not a card or a cake. My sister is forcing me to go to dinner. But knowing my parent, their going fuck it up some how. Their really good at not listening to me.
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Oh honey.
That's so... noble and sad at the same time.
And you're not a bad person for wanting good presents, it hurts if you feel like your family doesn't know you, and you don't have to feel bratty.
Wow. i sound like a therapist, but my intentions are good and un-therapisty, I promise.
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