My 16th Birthday

I celebrated my b-day on the 17th at a friend's place. I can't say much for it, except that I figure I screwed up and had a bad day...And of all days to have a bad day...It was quiet, it was calm, a rainy and bleak day...Oh, and it was niCe and cold. Perfect. I walked around outside until my hands went numb...The pain was interesting, it reminded me I was alive...There was this little farm with horses and sheep crapping all over the place...I think I spent most of my time around there...And on the road...I went for a walk like four times...Didn't feel like I should stay inside...Came back once and stuffed my face with popcorn...The stuff somehow tasted so good I couldn't stop eating it...Someone started littering popcorn all over the floor...What a waste...Another walk...Came back and stuffed myself with spaghetti, then went for cake and shoved my head in it...literally. Few people stuck around me, looked like I had a big "Go away!" sign on my forehead...I think it was 'cause I also seemed to be avoiding them...But yeah, it wasn't that bad. I actually think I liked it in a way...The party that is...And everytime I remember that party I'll snicker quietly...I know my friends are well meaning...