I love cake at the best of times, and anyone who doesn't must have a very unhappy life.
But this is why i love my best friend.
She made me a cake for my birthday! but not just any cake, oh, no...............
A MIGHTY BOOSH CAKE! All by herself! For me!
Have a picture....
Apart from this I had quite an unexciting birthday, because i'm having a party after i get my gcse results - i don't want to celebrate too early in case they're shit...... 
I didn't ask for presents because i can never be arsed with them really, but my parents just insisted on giving me money. That actually might have been a good thing, because i currently have none and very quickly need to get a job......and my friends made me a photo album with loads of embarassing pictures of me in (most from when i hade a HIDEOUS middle parting and no layers) and to be honest i didn't realise they had that many pictures of me frowning, with my eyes closed, pulling faces etc! They can't have many where i actually look normal.......but right now, i don't care, i have my boosh cake! yay!
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