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Every year I'm ecstatic about my birthday,,, you know- its MY DAY. yet around 11 somethin last night i went from excited to ,uhh.

Now most people would think to say, "well Mirror its just another day" yet truth be told im convinced I might be a manic depressant, I'll go more in to that assumption later.



So weeks back I had planed to go out with a couple friend and it was set in concrete, but weeks later I found that my main friend who was also suppose to chauffeur me had to attend a seminar in Indiana. Witch this seminar was for a wrestling thing. Yes my friend wants to be a professional wrestler. So anyways I was completely cool about it, because it was important for dude and something like this doesn't come around often. Shortly after I knew I had to come up with a new plan.



Yet I never did figure one out. Turns out he wasnt able to go and was available today, along with my home gurl. Yet I wanna spend my B-day alone. I did how ever try to pick my home gurl up so we could go to the movie, but she knew when to be ready for me to come by and she was sleepin, Can u believe it, SLEEPIN.

Anyways regardless I didnt really wanna spend the day with anybody. My home boy aka rob did drop by today wanting me to come kick it but i refused. I really rather stay home.
The plus of doing so was that my friend Nurhan called today, witch is rare cause she lives over-seas, and I really enjoy her company. tela wise atleast.