It's tomorrow.

I got told my my step-dad we won't be doing anything, and apparently my step-mom is going out to another party.

My real mom is batshit insane and I definitely won't be hanging around her. a_a Don't have a real dad to hang out with.

Tomorrow is just going to be another day, like for the past 11 years other than the time my step-dad and step-mom took me to Niagara Falls, which they talked to themselves in a loud whisper whenever I wanted to do anything about how much it is and how little money they have, eventually I just gave up on wanting to do anything and we pretty much did nothing.

They ditched us and left me and my Sister with my step-grandparents and went off on their own, and when we met up again, they were both smiling and happy and cuddling, and had a wax sculpture of their two hands held together, life size, with gold rings on them, which probably cost like a small fortune.

We then went back to my step-grandparents (I just call them my Grandparents) and they said they were going out to get a cake. Step-mom suggested Pineapple and I said no, I hate pineapple.

What sort of cake do they return with? PINEAPPLE, claiming it was the only one left at the grocery store (Which, in reality it was one of those frozen ones, and the price tag on it came from the gas station down the street, yet, oddly enough they bought a ton of booze from the Beer Store, too.)

It was covered in ice and I refused because it was pineapple, which then I was told that now the cake is going to be wasted and I should be grateful to have one.

Otherwise, I have never really had a birthday party before.