My birthday day was kind of depressing, especially since I had to spend it at my High School. Which I hate. I drifted through the day feeling neglected and paranoid that I'd be attacked for not doing my work. I told everyone I could that I was turning 30. Mostly so that people would give me more respect for being older than they realized. One
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I think you should declare a do-over and have another birthday weekend sometime when you can have friends around. Tell them they have to erase the memory of the first 30th.
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This post is part of a chronicle of my birthdays, where I post whatever happened to me on March 13th regardless of whether it contained the actual celebration of my birthday or not. Click on the tag and read the others. I've been doing this since 2005.
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