It's my birthday!! I turned 17 years old, an age I never thought I'd get to... but I'm still here! I celebrated it yesterday since every store is closed on Sundays... I went to a piercing shop to buy a pin for my industrial, then I had two burgers because the first one was too tiny and it didn't fill me up. after that I went to a comic shop and I bought Urban Legends Vol 1 and Tales of the demon, I'm planning on reading them at school during recess. oh and I had a milkshake at the library and I read issue one of Watchmen but I didn't buy it because I didn't have any money :(
Today I got some money for my birthday and mom made brownie instead of cake because I don't like cakes. The day hasn't ended yet so I'll probably watch more House MD episodes or something. Happy birthday to me!
I can't handle change. being abandoned is something I'm used to (abandoned, what a harsh way to describe it. what're you, a dog?) ... it hurt this time because I thought I could finally open up to someone, I really, seriously thought I had someone who understood me and who wouldn't leave, I thought I could be vulnerable with them. ohh how naive. I was stupid. I tried to be the bigger person and act nice but I couldn't. I'm petty, extremely petty and condescending, I can't help it, it comes out naturally. besides playing nice out of spite is tiring. what am I supposed to do in this situation besides be angry at the world? petty petty petty I'm extremely petty and jealous, like a little kid. that's what I am, a little kid stuck in the playground, getting into childish arguments with people who have matured and don't care about a petty little whiny kid. I'm a small little stray dog who can't find shelter, I'm something very very small and insignificant but too annoying to have in your house, like a small bug you don't kill because you feel pity for it. I hate pity, I despise pity, the thought of someone feeling PITY for me irritates me. I don't know who I am anymore.
