happy birthday toooo meeee
Interviewer: so, tell us Heather, how does it FEEL to be a year older?
Heather: well, to tell you the truth, it doesn't feel any different at all. I'm still the same. Isn't that shitty? God... what a shit interview, fuck, this is insane why are you bastards hounding me with this shi... *interview cuts off*
Television message: Experiencing Technical Difficulties. Please Stand By.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm too much of a nutcase for my own good :P
So I'd just like to write some sort of disclaimer for myself before you, my inquisitive reader, discover my true identity dundundunnn. I'd like to mention that all of you believed me to be in my 20s, most mid-20s, and even late 20s. So for them of you that feel age is more than just a number, you can ignore what I'm about to tell you or get mad at me or whatever you'd like to do. I've been reading slash since I was 13 and have proved myself mature enough for all of you fine people, so it doesn't seem fair to me for anyone to get upset. This is just a precaution of course and nothing is implied, no one is being singled out purposely, and from there on out the decision is up to you, my dearest friends.
So now, I guess you'd like to know the answer? Seriously if you didn't read that previous paragraph and skipped forward like a speed-demon, go back and read it. It's been a tug-of-war between keeping my age a secret (it's not like I lied, none of you asked) or telling it and sharing all the wonderous happy things that have been going on. So here I go, brave soldier, into my minefield. How old am I? Well, I just ventured into the realm of adulthood at a lovely (or maybe not so lovely) eighteen. Surprised? Allow me to wait as you get up off the floor *snorts* okay, so I'm younger than all of you think I am. I hope that doesn't change anything.
*offers cookies in some form of weird apology*
I feel really weird right now, I think those two paragraphs kinda reflected that. Maybe it's time for bed. Night everyone *hugs flist* ♥
Heather: well, to tell you the truth, it doesn't feel any different at all. I'm still the same. Isn't that shitty? God... what a shit interview, fuck, this is insane why are you bastards hounding me with this shi... *interview cuts off*
Television message: Experiencing Technical Difficulties. Please Stand By.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm too much of a nutcase for my own good :P
So I'd just like to write some sort of disclaimer for myself before you, my inquisitive reader, discover my true identity dundundunnn. I'd like to mention that all of you believed me to be in my 20s, most mid-20s, and even late 20s. So for them of you that feel age is more than just a number, you can ignore what I'm about to tell you or get mad at me or whatever you'd like to do. I've been reading slash since I was 13 and have proved myself mature enough for all of you fine people, so it doesn't seem fair to me for anyone to get upset. This is just a precaution of course and nothing is implied, no one is being singled out purposely, and from there on out the decision is up to you, my dearest friends.
So now, I guess you'd like to know the answer? Seriously if you didn't read that previous paragraph and skipped forward like a speed-demon, go back and read it. It's been a tug-of-war between keeping my age a secret (it's not like I lied, none of you asked) or telling it and sharing all the wonderous happy things that have been going on. So here I go, brave soldier, into my minefield. How old am I? Well, I just ventured into the realm of adulthood at a lovely (or maybe not so lovely) eighteen. Surprised? Allow me to wait as you get up off the floor *snorts* okay, so I'm younger than all of you think I am. I hope that doesn't change anything.
*offers cookies in some form of weird apology*
I feel really weird right now, I think those two paragraphs kinda reflected that. Maybe it's time for bed. Night everyone *hugs flist* ♥