My hand shook with what I later learned was doubt...

Mar 01, 2006 13:12

So apparantly, I'm now having the worlds' biggest 21st bithday party. I don't know how this happened, all I know is that I am. Mum asked me if I wated a party, as if it were something I WOULDN'T want. Who turns down a free party, honestly? So then before I know it there's a juke box and caterers and a theme, and all I have to do is say vaguely what I want and it gets organised for me. It's alot of fun. And then, I jsut started to feel REALLY SPOILED, because I'm having this huge fun party and people keep giving me this face like 'i can't BELIEVE your parents are throwing you this party!" I feel like I should be going to pony trials and freaking country club luncheons or something. And them, I get really angry because why should I have to feel like I'm a spoiled brat, just because of a party? People throw parties all the time, and my parents wanted to throw me a really good one that everyone would have a great time at because the 21st is reallyl huge in our family, and now i feel bad about it. The whole thing is unnecessarily complicated. It even sounds spoiled to sit here and try and explain why I'm frustrated wuth the whole thing... but on the up side - free party, everyone! yay! so I'll need the following peoples' adresses because I can't find them -

Lindsay
Caiti
Jodie
Kam
Bec Loh (if anyone has seen her)

anyone who can help me out gets a shiny star.

so canberra was alot of fun. I spent alot of time unnecessarily tanked, and i think my liver has decided to just give up on me as revenge. I killed my camera in the most spectacular fashion ever, by bouncing it into my drink from a hammock, and flooding the battery compartment with vodka. thankfully, the memory card is intact so i still have all the photos from the weekend to prove that it happened so Kamina can't pull the "you never come to visit me" line anymore :P. My ear lobe is really itchy. i think it's infected because i insisted on wearing these cheap plastic earrings i got from lifeline. damn lifeline.
So i hardly see mitchell anymore. something has happened and it's like we've split into two different fragments. either he's working or I'm working, or one of us is tired, or we're fighting, or something stupid like that. It's not right. it's... stagnant might not be the right word but it's the first one that comes to mind. oh well. i have to go find a dress for a family wedding now. fun.
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