So much for the above…
Yeah, thankyou, dearest cousin, for deigning to have your damn baptism on my 16th birthday. You know I’d love to come, I really would, if you had only picked any other day of the fucking year. There are 365 this year!! How did you manage to pick this one?!
I don’t want to spend my birthday with relatives I barely know, yeah, I’d love to come visit you sometime, come and stay – but I don’t want to be with people I don’t know on my birthday!! I want to be with friends, with people I love – I want to actually be drunk and happy, not drunk and lonely because I’m so sick of being pretending to be happy and grateful for your gracious gift of a fucking birthday/baptism combined dinner, when I could have half the fucking internet dedicated to me and be having fun with people I want to spend time with!!!
Damn. The first birthday I’ve actually planned to celebrate, planned to take notice of and enjoy since my twelfth, and you go and fucking destroy it.
:(
Just a thought :)
I was lying on little grassy area in college earlier with munchkin, and I just wanted to say… I love college, despite not really being there properly yet, I’m having an awesome time on MTS2 and Ryzom, I’m happily adoring of my wonderful, wonderful boy, and… well, I’m just happy. For the first time in a while there’s nothing that’s really worrying me, nothing that’s sending me frantic, and, well, it’s nice. :)
New thingy!
A new page thingy, for musical coolness: Musicalness!
(I am, it seems, slightly lacking in vocabulary today)
