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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!
Turned nineteen today (very inauspiciously. Grumpily waved away my parents' birthday greetings. Hey, I went to bed at 2 a.m. and they woke me up at around six!) and all I can think of to say is "How the hell did that happen?"
Anyway, aside from my usual feeling of "Nooooo! I'm getting so old! I wanna be twelve again!" there's also kind of a feeling of general meh-ness. The holidays haven't exactly been the happiest I've ever experienced and it's all spilling over on my birthday. (don't want to talk about it because I'm too sleepy to put the melo with drama to make the effort worth it. That didn't make any sense, did it?) Plus I had an exam today which totally blew my long-standing rule of "This is the day when I'll only do things that I FEEL LIKE DOING." Extremely selfish but it's only once a year. Okay, honestly, more than once a year when it comes to me. Heh. So, while I felt like staying at home and just lying around reading and relaxing or catching a movie with my friends, I couldn't. Plus said friends (*glowers* YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE!) cancelled on me. Anyway, I keep telling myself that I'll just reschedule the "whatever I want" day to maybe this weekend.
Went around telling people I knew to wish me a happy birthday. Subtle? No. Kind of pathetic? Yes. Effective? Oh yeah. Probably charming and cute? I hope so. Alas, didn't get to see many people that I knew so I didn't get to do it enough.
Anyway, am happy 'cause. Presents! It's ridiculous though that I haven't found Lolita anywhere. That's just wrong, man! I mean if I found Einstein's Dreams, surely a copy of Lolita is floating around somewhere. I mean, I can't keep checking out the UP lib's copy and keeping it past the due date, can I? Bah, I just hope no one gets their hands on that Pterry book and that Mercedes Lackey one I saw last Monday...
Should go off and write something.
ETA: thanks to everyone who posted greetings! Will get to replying as soon as the effects of that overly yummy chili's molten chocolate cake has worn off bec. sugar-induced hyperperky replies aren't very cute. On me, that is. Birthday loot includes: Einstein's Dreams, The Amulet of Whatsit (can't remember, but it was by Jonathan Stroud), the 25th anniversary edition of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, and The Eyre Affair. Some evil person managed to nab the Pterry book and I wasn't all that hot on the Lackey one, as it turns out. No Lolita. May have to haunt used bookshops or special order it from somewhere.
Turned nineteen today (very inauspiciously. Grumpily waved away my parents' birthday greetings. Hey, I went to bed at 2 a.m. and they woke me up at around six!) and all I can think of to say is "How the hell did that happen?"
Anyway, aside from my usual feeling of "Nooooo! I'm getting so old! I wanna be twelve again!" there's also kind of a feeling of general meh-ness. The holidays haven't exactly been the happiest I've ever experienced and it's all spilling over on my birthday. (don't want to talk about it because I'm too sleepy to put the melo with drama to make the effort worth it. That didn't make any sense, did it?) Plus I had an exam today which totally blew my long-standing rule of "This is the day when I'll only do things that I FEEL LIKE DOING." Extremely selfish but it's only once a year. Okay, honestly, more than once a year when it comes to me. Heh. So, while I felt like staying at home and just lying around reading and relaxing or catching a movie with my friends, I couldn't. Plus said friends (*glowers* YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE!) cancelled on me. Anyway, I keep telling myself that I'll just reschedule the "whatever I want" day to maybe this weekend.
Went around telling people I knew to wish me a happy birthday. Subtle? No. Kind of pathetic? Yes. Effective? Oh yeah. Probably charming and cute? I hope so. Alas, didn't get to see many people that I knew so I didn't get to do it enough.
Anyway, am happy 'cause. Presents! It's ridiculous though that I haven't found Lolita anywhere. That's just wrong, man! I mean if I found Einstein's Dreams, surely a copy of Lolita is floating around somewhere. I mean, I can't keep checking out the UP lib's copy and keeping it past the due date, can I? Bah, I just hope no one gets their hands on that Pterry book and that Mercedes Lackey one I saw last Monday...
Should go off and write something.
ETA: thanks to everyone who posted greetings! Will get to replying as soon as the effects of that overly yummy chili's molten chocolate cake has worn off bec. sugar-induced hyperperky replies aren't very cute. On me, that is. Birthday loot includes: Einstein's Dreams, The Amulet of Whatsit (can't remember, but it was by Jonathan Stroud), the 25th anniversary edition of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, and The Eyre Affair. Some evil person managed to nab the Pterry book and I wasn't all that hot on the Lackey one, as it turns out. No Lolita. May have to haunt used bookshops or special order it from somewhere.