Today I celebrate my birthday…
…and last night I had two wonderful dreams about how the party could be ruined!
My imagination loves me!
It's been 11 years since I organized something for my birthday (and the last one was pretty boring for me. A lot of people came, but I really don’t recall any happy memory.).
To tell the truth, I never loved my birthday that much nor I felt the desperate need to celebrate this day. Yet, there’s one thing I truly appreciate: I love when people say “Happy Birthday!”, silly as it sounds.
So, why did I change my mind?
My friends blackmailed me. ♥
Those two sweet, sweet girls told me that they would have organized something for me if I didn’t have planned to celebrate my birthday. They perfectly knew I would never let them pay for my own party in my place.
So, here I am, waiting for my non-birthday (because the real one is on Monday), hoping that everything will be alright, so irrationally afraid to hear my mobile phone ringing –it could be a bad news, of course!-…Aww, I know…this is not the real me. (?)
I’m just a little bit paranoiac at the moment.
Please, ignore my mistakes, I’m currently unable to think properly.
You’ll hear from me again…later…If I survive.
Aww, how much melodramatic am I?The new drama queen is back!
…and last night I had two wonderful dreams about how the party could be ruined!
My imagination loves me!
It's been 11 years since I organized something for my birthday (and the last one was pretty boring for me. A lot of people came, but I really don’t recall any happy memory.).
To tell the truth, I never loved my birthday that much nor I felt the desperate need to celebrate this day. Yet, there’s one thing I truly appreciate: I love when people say “Happy Birthday!”, silly as it sounds.
So, why did I change my mind?
My friends blackmailed me. ♥
Those two sweet, sweet girls told me that they would have organized something for me if I didn’t have planned to celebrate my birthday. They perfectly knew I would never let them pay for my own party in my place.
So, here I am, waiting for my non-birthday (because the real one is on Monday), hoping that everything will be alright, so irrationally afraid to hear my mobile phone ringing –it could be a bad news, of course!-…Aww, I know…this is not the real me. (?)
I’m just a little bit paranoiac at the moment.
Please, ignore my mistakes, I’m currently unable to think properly.
You’ll hear from me again…later…If I survive.
Aww, how much melodramatic am I?
Mood:
anxious
Music: Damien Rice - Grey Room
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