19 days and counting..

so pretty much my 17th birthday is in 19 days. and its pretty safe to say that in my family, birthdays are epic fails. when i turned 15, i was supposed to get this massive party, with a total princess dress, huge cake that feeds 6 times the people who actually show, and topped of with my daddy-daughter dance. well, that day came and went. I think we just went out to dinner and my parents bought me something random. Cause the deal was that i wouldn't get my party, and i'd get a car when i was 16. party?? or car??? car??? or party?? easy. car.
Then the next birthday came around and i started talking about my car, or soon to be car. and OF COURSE my parents have no idea of the deal i'm talking about.. so they told me that i'd get to go shopping in california. my auntie knows a TON of way cute little boutiques, so i figured that was a little better then a car. a california vacation and cute clothes? i'm in:) but then something came up and california was off. typical. happy sweet 16th ali. you're cool.. they ended up taking my friends and i out to dinner and then mashed back to school shopping with my birthday shopping trip. yay.. i'm 16..
this year i'm 17. my last year before i'm an adult and all cool and old :P i decided that i was gonna make my birthday something simple. something that no matter what, they couldn't ruin. i asked for them to pay for track season. just 60 bucks. i figured since i was already running, they weren't going to mind making that my birthday present too. everyone wins right? NO. i asked and my dad decided to lecture about pointless stuff that no one cares about. so i didn't bother listening after the whole " you're not even that good!" comment came out. pff.. how would you know? did you come to a single race the ENTIRE season? nope, that's what i thought. so now i think i'm going to have to end up paying for the rest of xc season. which is only 60 bucks, and i have like 45.. so almost there. oh yeah. and another 60 for track, and another 15 for early morning weight lifting. did i mention that i have NO job? yeah. time to dig under the couches and find all the pennies possible. congrats. birthday ruined. 19 DAYS EARLY. new record. pffffffffffffff
oh well, in a weird and awkward way, i'm kinda glad my dad is such a jerk sometimes. it only makes me wanna work that much harder to make him eat his words.. just watch. i'm going to run varsity at least 2 races next xc season. and now that it's blogged, i have to follow through. so just watch. i'm going to do that AND defend my sparring titles at the same time. But after this birthday, i only have a year and a half left to deal with them. i CAN NOT wait to move up to salt lake to the U or even to logan to go to USU. either way, i'm out.