Guess what? Someone in my family is having  a huge birthday party. (unfortunately, it’s not me). We’re having it at my house, and there’s going to be 80 people there. How are they going to find parking??? There’s more. Guess who has to deal with the young kids?

ME 🙁

I am so mad. I just want to be a DJ so I don’t have to talk to people. But NOOO. I have to wear a DRESS and deal with the young kids AND introduce the kids my age to each other. I know that seems like not a big deal, but It’s the end of the world to me. We’ll see how it goes.