I was too excited to have a birthday party at friday (my birthday is actually at thursday and my mother’s birthday is friday) but it looks like it won’t be happen. If I get excited about something it won’t happen. This is my life motto from now on. Past years I got excited about my birthday every fucking time, and always something made me sad. It’s same this year, but I won’t do it next year and this year on new year’s eve because I want to celebrate new year’s eve with my friends.
This summer I applied many jobs but they never called me back. I just wanted to have a job so much, and I tell it to all my friends, and it didn’t happen. Last month I applied a job and I mentioned it to no one. Now I have a job. I think it’s about Murphy’s laws or something. Maybbbbeeeeeeee I’m just blethering.
WordPress dashboard is snowing, how cute.