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Sunday, February 11, 2007

Yeah....about this birthday sucking ass.

The party on Friday was freaking awesome! It was a lot more comfortable than an actual birthday party, so it was a ton more fun. And all my presents are kick ass...I'm eating Becky's cookies right now with my morning tea. :D

Yeah, no one tells me anything around here. Apparently my nephew is doing worse than I thought because he's going to have to have at least 3 surgeries because he has all 4 of the heart defects a baby can be born with. The first surgery is supposed to take 8 hours. :(

Last night my whole family was supposed to go to Seigo's for my birthday, but everyone backed out except for Becky and Andy at the last minute. The best part was when I came downstairs at 7 to get ready and no one was here, the dogs were locked up, and there was no note. Thanks for telling me you don't care about my birthday! I know my nephew is more important than a birthday but they could have at least told me what the fuck was going on. Seriously, was it that hard you goddamn fuckers!!!! Sorry you guys but I'm getting a lecture about how fucking selfish I am. Whatever, I really hope they all burn in God Damn Hell for being such FUCKING RETARDS. They could have FUCKING TOLD ME MY FUCKING NEPHEW WAS DYING.

On a lighter note, Seigo's was a ton of fun. There were 8 of us at the table (My sister and her fiance, a family of 5, and an older couple) and when they tossed the shrimp into everyone's mouth, only me and Andy caught it. It was pretty fun, but we got some Mexican dude instead of a Japanese guy, which was a little disappointing. He couldn't speak English, so maybe it was sort of realistic. ;) Also, the fire alarms went off in the middle of the dinner and nobody even got up. Apparently it happens all the time?

Woo, really pissed off. Don't think I've used the F word so many times in my life. I really hate my family and I really hope they die horrible deaths and burn in hell. :)