What's in your head?
I'm hardly looking forward to my birthday. None of my birthdays have ever been anything special or anything exciting, but usually there was some reason I would look forward to the day. I originally thought that this year I would have something to look forward to. Apparently I was wrong... or at least continuing my existence in my dream world.
I most likely won't be seeing Chris on my birthday. I haven't seen him since The Cure concert because of the monkey. I was supposed to see him yesterday, but my parents decided last minute that it would be in my best interest not to pick him up and I went to the doctor's office and the hospital instead. At least he enjoyed his evening.
Also, my best and one of two friends is moving into her dorm this weekend. I was going to help her and I really wanted to... but because of my work schedule, I can't. Her birthday is Saturday and I won't see her then... and I probably won't see her on my birthday. If I wasn't working this weekend, I would also be visiting her grandmother. I take her grandmother as my own. I love her to death... and I wanted to stay up there for a weekend like we had when we worked at RenFaire.
If it hadn't been for the monkey, I would take Friday and Saturday off. But I've already taken four days off... and I really need the hours I am being given this weekend.
Hopefully I can see both Chris and Beth on Tuesday.
My birthday (and weekend) shall go as this:
I'll be sick.
I'll be working.
Work will be insanely busy.
I'll be dead when I come home from work.
I won't have Christopher to cuddle with and make me feel better.
I won't have Beth to talk to.
I won't see Grandma.
I won't get Grandma's cinnamon rolls.
I'll be dead tired this week because of my insane amount of work hours.
When Beth leaves Cincinnati, I will officially have no local friends.
Lovely. That means I will have to "make plans" ahead of time more than usual. No last minute "You want to do something's" and no more "How about that coffee house's"...
Changes
Leaving me
Awkward inside
Broken and alone
My soul is fighting
For a breath
I most likely won't be seeing Chris on my birthday. I haven't seen him since The Cure concert because of the monkey. I was supposed to see him yesterday, but my parents decided last minute that it would be in my best interest not to pick him up and I went to the doctor's office and the hospital instead. At least he enjoyed his evening.
Also, my best and one of two friends is moving into her dorm this weekend. I was going to help her and I really wanted to... but because of my work schedule, I can't. Her birthday is Saturday and I won't see her then... and I probably won't see her on my birthday. If I wasn't working this weekend, I would also be visiting her grandmother. I take her grandmother as my own. I love her to death... and I wanted to stay up there for a weekend like we had when we worked at RenFaire.
If it hadn't been for the monkey, I would take Friday and Saturday off. But I've already taken four days off... and I really need the hours I am being given this weekend.
Hopefully I can see both Chris and Beth on Tuesday.
My birthday (and weekend) shall go as this:
I'll be sick.
I'll be working.
Work will be insanely busy.
I'll be dead when I come home from work.
I won't have Christopher to cuddle with and make me feel better.
I won't have Beth to talk to.
I won't see Grandma.
I won't get Grandma's cinnamon rolls.
I'll be dead tired this week because of my insane amount of work hours.
When Beth leaves Cincinnati, I will officially have no local friends.
Lovely. That means I will have to "make plans" ahead of time more than usual. No last minute "You want to do something's" and no more "How about that coffee house's"...
Changes
Leaving me
Awkward inside
Broken and alone
My soul is fighting
For a breath