Christmas and Drinks
It's almost that time of the year again. You can practically feel it in the air. People are becoming more and more cheerful. They're getting busy thinking of things to get for their loved ones. It doesn't feel as Christmas-y without the Christmas carols though. I know, I know. I'm a bit of a Scrooge, but one cannot really escape the holiday cheer. I just wish there was music. It would have given Usagi-tachi the excuse to come and invade my apartment since they'd go caroling, but I don't really mind that much. No matter what I say.
Thank God none of them read this, or else I'd never hear the end of it.>.>;;
It must be the nostalgia again. I've never had to spend Christmas alone since I left the orphanage. It's been fifteen years and now here I am again, all alone. At least it's going to be a quieter Christmas, I guess. I can already hear Seiya suggesting that I go out and have fun on Christmas. That's Seiya. Always the good influence. Not. >.>; Speaking of Seiya, I don't know what to get him yet... What do you get ex-boyfriends who are half a world away? And let's not get started on Taiki. Who seems to be too wrapped up in his studies to remember his best, best friend whom he left behind in Japan. *heavy hint HERE*
Seiya will be proud that I went out last Saturday night though. Came across Dante and his drunk friends. Came close to breaking a guys arm when he groped me as I passed. I don't know why I even bothered, but I guess it's better than going insane with the silence at home.
And I got to wear that dress that I've been dying to wear. It's my new little black clubbing dress that was almost scandalously backless. Of course it looked good on me. That's why I got groped in the first place.
Made sure I didn't get drunk. I don't think I'd like remembering me groping someone else I didn't know. When I'm drunk I just touch. It doesn't matter who or what it is. I don't want to have a repeat performance of that, thank you very much. Besides, I was distracted by this guy I met there. We just talked and danced a bit. How it became possible to talk there was beyond me, but we managed to do it. He was very nice. His name was Ichigo. A med student. And I think he was drunk because he kept on saying I was beautiful... :P Hey, I know how I look like, but if someone keeps saying it every five minutes or so there has to be something wrong. A very nice guy though.
Ah... Must wrap up those gifts that I do have. Damn wrapping. I HATE wrapping.
Later.
Thank God none of them read this, or else I'd never hear the end of it.>.>;;
It must be the nostalgia again. I've never had to spend Christmas alone since I left the orphanage. It's been fifteen years and now here I am again, all alone. At least it's going to be a quieter Christmas, I guess. I can already hear Seiya suggesting that I go out and have fun on Christmas. That's Seiya. Always the good influence. Not. >.>; Speaking of Seiya, I don't know what to get him yet... What do you get ex-boyfriends who are half a world away? And let's not get started on Taiki. Who seems to be too wrapped up in his studies to remember his best, best friend whom he left behind in Japan. *heavy hint HERE*
Seiya will be proud that I went out last Saturday night though. Came across Dante and his drunk friends. Came close to breaking a guys arm when he groped me as I passed. I don't know why I even bothered, but I guess it's better than going insane with the silence at home.
And I got to wear that dress that I've been dying to wear. It's my new little black clubbing dress that was almost scandalously backless. Of course it looked good on me. That's why I got groped in the first place.
Made sure I didn't get drunk. I don't think I'd like remembering me groping someone else I didn't know. When I'm drunk I just touch. It doesn't matter who or what it is. I don't want to have a repeat performance of that, thank you very much. Besides, I was distracted by this guy I met there. We just talked and danced a bit. How it became possible to talk there was beyond me, but we managed to do it. He was very nice. His name was Ichigo. A med student. And I think he was drunk because he kept on saying I was beautiful... :P Hey, I know how I look like, but if someone keeps saying it every five minutes or so there has to be something wrong. A very nice guy though.
Ah... Must wrap up those gifts that I do have. Damn wrapping. I HATE wrapping.
Later.