Okay. My stepsister is refusing to go to school. Bear in mind that she’s only turned thirteen this year. She’s acting like a spoiled brat, and she hates Chel and I for moving in here.

Which is altogether fucking unfair, because it’s not like we had a choice. It was either move in here, at dads, or move to Australia with mom and her boyfriend-who-loves-to-hate-us-because-we’re-teenagers.

Oh-Kay, for those who don’t know: My parents divorced a couple of years ago. Chel and I moved out with our mom. Our mom got a new boyf and was never home. Then mom and said boyf decided that moving to Australia was a damnwell brilliant idea, and now they’re gone. And now we’re living in our old "family home" with eight people in the house.

On top of that, Bex and her boyf broke up last night [long, complicated story] and she started complaining to me about how guys suck, and how the only person who’s worthwhile that she’s dated is Hana. But she screwed Hana over and fucked up their relationship so it’s amazing that they’re still friends.

And I have no money on my cellphone, so I can’t get a hold of my girlf. And I’ll barely see her this weekend because a bunch of our friends+ are going to some chicks party -- I’m not going because I can’t stand her needy please-help-me-I’ll-tell-you-I’m-gonna-kill-myself-just-to-get-attention-because-I’m-a-stupid-bitch ways -- and I have a shopping date on Saturday with my buddy, Jade.

Besides all of that, it’s my birthday on Sept. 12 and I’m dreading it with all I am. I’m turning sixteen, by the way. I don’t want to, either. But I was like this last year when I was turning fifteen. And the year before that, too.

[Reminders to self]
Aug. 1: Jade’s birthday.
Aug. 24: Hana’s birthday.
Aug. 25: Zarr’s birthday.
Aug. 28: Kelsi’s birthday.
Sept. 5: Chrys’ birthday.
Sept. 8: Regan’s birthday.
Sept. 12: Tori’s and mine.
Sept. 13: Fii’s brithday.
Oct. 23: Gray’s birthday.
Oct. 29: Isha’s birthday.
Nov. 14: Mom’s birthday.
Dec. 23: Bex’s birthday.
Dec. 27: Jaik’s birthday.
Jan. 1: Jess’ birthday.