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09/01/2002 entry: "I can't bring myself to say "Party!" here."

So okay, today is that family birthday party thingee. It should be nice. Although I found out last night that one of my cousins isn't coming because he got Aerosmith tickets on Friday. There are so many things wrong with that. First of all, Aerosmith isn't THAT good. And he kept telling my mom apparently that it was going to be so good blahblahblah. It's not, because they suck. And he sucks for liking them. Second, he is such a selfish baby. He knew about the party, and still took the tickets. I would understand a bit more if he had gotten them like a month ago before we knew when the party was going to be. But he got them 2 DAYS AGO. He could have said "No, I can't, I have something else I'm doind that day". But no. Because he would rather see AEROSMITH than be here for my sister and I's birthdays, he took the damn tickets. Well fine, I don't want some selfish retarded Aerosmith fan coming anyhow. He never talked to me that much anyhow, I always had this feeling that he didn't really like me that much. Whatever.

In the middle of last night, I got up and started writing something else that I'm sure I'll never finish. I can't write. Not unless it's all in one sitting.

And now Jesus Christ Superstar is on. Ew. Today had better get good fast.