Crying. Again.

So by now I've asked everyone I know if they would like going to Fantastyval with me. No luck.. Joy wanted to go, but had to go to scouting on Saturday and she has to go to her grandparents on Sunday. Colin wanted to go too, but he has to work on Saturday and on Sunday it's Fathersday and he already has plans. They wanted to go, but they are busy. And no one else is interested. I asked my dad if he could do just this for me, and that I could meet people who like the same thing then. Again, no luck. Come on, he should stop complaining I don't do anything, when he doesn't even give me the goddamn chance to meet people who have something in common with me!
Well, what an amazing birthday I'll have. Not. I was looking forward to something, and again it got ruined. Everything I look forward to gets goddamn ruined and I'm sick of it. I don't know what to do. I feel like shit.