Well, birthday sucked. No present. No TF2 (yet) and no compy (yet yet)

What can you do when you got a couple of people to make it all, go away?

Nothing. Frankly, I'm very dissapointed. When a couple of people that live with you, give anything they can to the younger sibling, the older one is left in the dust to grow up and trip over a bomb somewhere in Navada. Does it matter? No. It can't. Why? Because those two people are getting a butterknife shoved up their non existant TAILPIPES!

And it's not plastic.

But I'm happy to get a cake which is chocolate.

THAT IS EXPIRED...

But I'm also happy to see a friend visit me for the day.

OR 2 HOURS...

I'm also glad that I'm still going to get TF2 for PC.

YEAH RIGHT...

Do I deserve all of those things? All of the negitive events? Nope, not really. It's acually what happens if you're nice and live in New York with a bunch of foe laws and higher prices. You wanna vacation here? Please.

GO SOMEWHERE ELSE.

You like dirty? You like stupid? Come here. It's COZY THAT WAY. Why am I so angry over my birthday? BECAUSE IT'S MY BIRTHDAY, THE ONLY DAY WHERE I CAN BE FINALLY BE OLDER AND MORE MATURE, PLUS I GET RESPECT, BUT THAT HASN'T HAPPEND SINCE I COMEPLETED 4TH GRADE AND I'M IN 8TH GRADE.

That's life in the big city for ya. You'll never know when a certain god somewhere might turn around. (God forgive me.)

Demoman: Ka-

Not this time man, not this time...

Demoman: Cripes!