my birthday has been okay, i guess. though, as all the other years, i've ended up crying my eyes out. it hurts so much. there has been nothing but trouble with that stupid party, and now danielle doesn't want to come. and i just don't understand her. i love her to death, and she just seems so cold. she didn't even say 'happy birthday'. i just don't. understand. her. . . !

it's confusing. sigh.

i got this: a record player (turn table), digital camera, two books, both coldplay albums on cd, a punk record, two long-sleeved t-shirts that are really nice, lots of hello kitty stuff (a bag, socks + stuff), money, a g-string (which i will be returning), a nice necklace and paint.