It's my party and I can cry if I want to

So my birthday was on the 25th of March, but since there are so many March birthdays, I decided to have it the last day before Spring Break. Let's just say I'm glad it's my last party. It was my last party that bid me farewell. Good bye childhood and hello, Mr. Adult. I don't why being adult is a Mr., but oh well.

So first of all I could tell that everybody forgot...well almost everybody about my party on April 6th. I hated that. I hated being forgotten. So everybody arrived. I made and prepared the food. Tacos. We ate tacos. I made meat too because I didn't want to indulge the vegetarians. They'll just have to deal with the fact that meat is soooo good. I told the two Indian - everybody - to be careful. My house has huge windows, white-creme colored carpet, and everything else is basically glass. They broke the glass top on the small table that held the vase with the curly bamboo. The vase with the bamboo was knocked staining the white carpet with green water. I know it was an accident, but I was angry. I was already angry that night. I hate being hostess. I remember I hated beig hostess. WTF! What was I thinking?!

But it just shows that I need a break from them, so I won't raise my temper at that them. I hate that. Because I hold grudges. I'm a pessimist and I remember every bad thing. It's what I do. It's bad I know. I working on it!

Even after all that breakage and my party, they still had the gall to borrow fifteeen of MY dvds. I hate that. It happened all at once. All these things. I was going to explode, so I spent fifteen minutes cleaning up the dinner while everybody watched Casino Royale. I need to cool off. I had to. I was going to EXPLODE.

S, N, A, SS, P, AL, L, and AF came. JT, C, and B aka BO couldn't make it. Here's a rundown of my friends. I've known S and C forever - since elementary school. Crazy. I love them. N is my best friend. We get each other. It's scary. We can finish each other sentences. Those are three of the Sisterhood. A is part of too, but I feel the most disconnected with her. I don't feel like there's a sisterhood bond between us.