I really haven't written in here lately because I really haven't felt like it. But here's the scoop on my life for the past couple days since the email from Jon. I have been feeling like shit but have been sucking it up because I have too. We don't have school Friday so that's a plus. But Pam is coming so that I wish I had a reason to be all bitchy. And I don't get PMS so I can't blame it on that. I don't really want her to come because I am being forced to celebrate my fucking birthday. If Pam wasn't coming, Dad wouldn't even know it was my birthday and I wouldn't have to celebrate the whole thing. But because Pam is coming, I have to go shopping in Amarillo when I am supposed to be in Perryton for my DEP meeting for the Air Force. Dad is making me go shopping too. As if shopping is gonna help me "bond" with Pam. All it's gonna do is bore me to death. I hate shopping. It is the most boring thing to me (after golf that is). I don't "bond" with people through shopping. I "bond" through baseball. Running. Texas A&M. Hell even through politics. But not through shopping or anything girlie. Yeah me and my sisters go shopping but they know how I am when it comes to shopping. Get in, buy what I want, and get out. Three easy steps. I don't like to linger. I absolutely hate lingering. And I hate people buying me things which is another reason I hate shopping because everyone thinks they have to buy me shit. I just wish my birthday would go by without any fuss and everyone would fucking listen to me and ignore the fact that I am turning 18 on Sunday. Now THAT is what I want for my birthday.