i don;t like birthday parties.. the whole sitting there with all eyes on you while everyones saying open this,open this.. and then when you don't like the gift you have to "act" all surpirsed and happy about it... cause i mean really whos going to say to whomever you got me this WTF.. haha...
i like the cake part.. but then again every year my mother buys me cake i don't like then i make her feel bad.. then she gets me cheescake
anyways for my birthdays sense i was 13 i've been taken out to dinner.. normaly its just me and my mom that go.. but for my 17 b-day my bf at the time took me out.. and she didn't... oh well... she was our waitdress tho
happy birthday little dude.. *gives a penny* now don't you spend it all in one place you hear
