Today is my birthday.
Rather uneventful.
My inner cynic says it was shite, and that I should stop bullshitting myself because I really did not enjoy myself.
The inner realist says it was quite mediocre, but not that bad.
The inner optimist says at least I got to buy stuff I like.
And my inner crazy person says it was a good day.
I listen to the cynic. The cynic is always right.
No I did not have a party. Did not even have friends over, because nearly all my friends do not in fact reside in this country. How many friends do I have here? 2? 3? 4?
One turns 18 only once, and it's supposed to be a huge thing.
Well let's just add that to the list of things I did not experience.
And I wish people would quit sending me birthday messages with "God bless you". Next person who sends me that, I'm kicking him/her in the stomach.
I'm not happy.
That's all.
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