So mom woke me up today to go to school and fix some-school-related stuff (duh?), ‘cause i’m taking my majoring test in less than a week, and, ha! I’m turning 1[?] in less than 3 weeks and yet I still don’t know what to do on my birthday. I was thinking of having a dinner and a little booze with my close friends but because of some’s busy work schedule and shit, it won’t anymore push through. 

      Last night, just when I came home from UP village, mom asked if I already have plans for my birthday and told me that I should get a planner so I could write down my to do’s and, blah, plans. But yea, i’m a last minute person, I don’t even make plans, and I hate it when things never go as planned. So why the hell should I get a planner?

      You just wish me good luck and a happy birthday! 

What the fuck am I saying.