A party. Wow.

Jan 30, 2009 18:21

WORST. DAY. EVER.
This morning I woke up with a brick on my chest, almost can't breathe. I feel like I'm gasping. That makes me axious.
Whatever, I could have spent the whole day writing and trying not to think about my diseases (which seem to have multiplied and I definitely have to go to the doctor 'cause I'm almost a walking corpse) BUT no!

My mother forced me in going this evening to the birthday party (a secret birthday party) for one of her friends.
I just don't want to go.
There'll be her two daughters whom I find amazingly boring to talk to (only driving licence, boyfriends and the latest italian actor I punctually find disgusting) more friends and another girl my age... whom only seem to think about church and school so guess how willing I am to try for a conversation.
They'll ask me about university in which I do suck, they'll ask me why I still haven't my driving licence and why I don't get a boyfriend.
That's going to be so much fun. I think i'll just play emo until we don't get home.
All the positivity I try to gather during my days has just vanished.
I just need a friend.

ordinary life

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