Dear Diary,
Today is my 16th birthday. I think normally this is like a big deal kind of birthday. I could care less. I hate my birthday and the holidays. Way too many bad memories. Maybe when I am older, it won't be so bad.
Of course, my brother, Ryan, has not wished me a happy birthday. He is completely ignoring me. I don't want to be wished a happy birthday but he has always been a person to at least tell me happy birthday.
I know he said he didn't want to talk to me or family but I am not entirely sure what I did to deserve that.
I also went to bad last night around 9. Maybe this year won't be as strange as last. I really don't think much was going on in town for the New Year's. The only bar in town had drink specials and food but that is about it. Haha! Small town life we are living.
Kemper stayed up. I think he mainly just played on his xBox after I went to bed. It was a dreamless night which I am really thankful for. I slept right through the night without waking which is very unusual for me.
Kemper is actually baking a cake for me as I type this. I told him it was ridiculous and that he didn't have to. It is nice of him and yes I will eat some and let him fuss over the day but he really doesn't have to at all. He will eventually figure out that I loathe my birthday and ignore it.
Wow, that was weird. I am talking about him like we will be spending more birthdays of mine together. It is kind of weird the things that are revealed when you just type what you feel without thinking too much about it.