Another year older...
For some reason, this is the least depressing birthday I have had in the past number of years. I am not having a meltdown about 26 at all. I'm not sure if I should be concerned about this. I don't know if it is that I am just happy that things are really coming together in my life, or just slowly becoming reconciled to that fact that I am a grown up. Fuck it. I still think I'm 17. I'm happy. I'll be a grown up when I die.
Had an epiphany the other evening. Kelly and I were out for dessert with her mom when she got a call from Glen. Kelly and I continued our conversation, but were still semi-involved in the phone conversation, me on the periph of course. Mom made mention of not seeing Glen in the Timmy's drive through recently, and that made me realize that I am ready to appologize to him for whatever it is he thinks I need to appologize for. Fucked up? Not really. What inspired it was that I couldn't remember if Glen drank coffee, and that upset me. Then it gave me perspective. If I can't remember the little details, what is the big deal about the big ones? I am over it. I am happy. I am settled. And I don't like there being residual drama in my life. I don't think that Glen and I could ever be friends, but that isn't what I want anyway. I would just like it to be easier for Kelly, and that peace should reign.
This lack of animosity in my life is strange to me. I am a passionate person. I stick to my guns. I don't let myself get pushed around. And yet, I am over it. Guess I am closer to being a grown up than I like to admit.
Last night we all went out for my birthday. It was great to see everyone. Thanks for making me feel loved. There were a few people missing who I would have liked to see, but c'est la vie. I understand that my opinions often get in the way.
Tonight it is the birthday dinner with the family, then chilling at Nick's for a bit. I guess I should go get ready and head out. So, I'll cut this short, as I am out of things to say rigth now.
Yes Aidan, Crackbook is evil and I will try to use my words here more. Thanks for the text. You made my night. Did you get my reply?
Take care you all.
Had an epiphany the other evening. Kelly and I were out for dessert with her mom when she got a call from Glen. Kelly and I continued our conversation, but were still semi-involved in the phone conversation, me on the periph of course. Mom made mention of not seeing Glen in the Timmy's drive through recently, and that made me realize that I am ready to appologize to him for whatever it is he thinks I need to appologize for. Fucked up? Not really. What inspired it was that I couldn't remember if Glen drank coffee, and that upset me. Then it gave me perspective. If I can't remember the little details, what is the big deal about the big ones? I am over it. I am happy. I am settled. And I don't like there being residual drama in my life. I don't think that Glen and I could ever be friends, but that isn't what I want anyway. I would just like it to be easier for Kelly, and that peace should reign.
This lack of animosity in my life is strange to me. I am a passionate person. I stick to my guns. I don't let myself get pushed around. And yet, I am over it. Guess I am closer to being a grown up than I like to admit.
Last night we all went out for my birthday. It was great to see everyone. Thanks for making me feel loved. There were a few people missing who I would have liked to see, but c'est la vie. I understand that my opinions often get in the way.
Tonight it is the birthday dinner with the family, then chilling at Nick's for a bit. I guess I should go get ready and head out. So, I'll cut this short, as I am out of things to say rigth now.
Yes Aidan, Crackbook is evil and I will try to use my words here more. Thanks for the text. You made my night. Did you get my reply?
Take care you all.