My 18th birthday is in 5 days. I have not had a fun birthday since I was like seven. My birthday was never a big deal, ever it seems like. Last year the family did nothing but take me out to eat ( at P.F. Changs. YAY) and talk about how much drama lace had been causing while she was out of town. The year before that was her stupid 'accident' (not an accident at all but a act of complete stupidity) and my birthday pretty much sucked and was full of crying. Year before that was the year we moved into the new house so it was a money less blur. So on and So on.
This year. I plan to go out to eat with my family on Friday. Saturday I plan to go out and apply at a million different places. My need for a job and an income is more important than a party. I wish I could just forget my birthday, not tell anyone, no one know. I just magically turn a year older and no one has to say anything. Can I do that? Sounds like a fabulous plan to me.
Tries to re subscribe to Vogue, but so some reason it was being evil and not letting me. It's been about a year since I was getting my issues. I'm dying inside without my monthly vogue. I need a fashion.
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