Americana

Today is going to be a hard day. It's my birthday.

*loud alarm sounds* ugh why does life hate me so much. I guess I better get ready for hell. The second I get down stairs, Jenny already has a huge smile at her wondering why she's in such a good mood. "Lana! Happy birthday!" I stare at her then look at the calendar. "Shit". I forgot it's my birthday.

She looks at me urging for my to open the perfectly rapped gift with a blue bow. I shake my head while taking the gift from her hands. She's so giddy. I open it carefully, until Jenny screams "could you go any slower! Come on!" I give the death stare while opening the package. And inside startles me that I jump a little bit. "Oh come on it's just a dress!" "Come on Jenny I hate dresses!" Not only is it a dress it's also pink. "Yeah this is going into the trash." "Then what are you going to wear for your party" crap, why does my father always have to throw a party for everything. Fml.