Happy barfday
Eeh, do I have to explain that scream on Friday?
Well, most of the day was pretty lousy as days go anyway. Spent more hours than desired finishing the first essay of the term. Gack. Meanwhile, flat downstairs (yes, this time it really is the flat directly *under* us) blasts out crap music. Concentration already wasn't very good. I think I just about got it in on time, we'll have to see.
But the fact is, IT WAS MY 21ST BIRTHDAY.
See that emphasis? That's for all my 'friends' out there who still can't remember one simple date. Good friends, that is, good friends in my mental book of 'What's a Good Friend?' remember that 12th November is *my* birthday and they at least send a txt or something saying 'Happy Birthday'.
You bastards.
I know you're reading.
Tch, no wonder I hate birthdays.
So, how was the rest of the day, seeming as you asked? Oh... you didn't. Well, it picked up in the evening. Alright, I mainly drank and watched TV, but, y'know. Actually got some presents for a change (last year was a bit short presents wise...I think they were hidden or something. And I never found them :P) New CD player, a gorgeous ring off me Gran that is actually *me* (read: OTT and unusual) and -hurrah!- the Red Dwarf V DVD.
And with that I went off to watch a certain episode of a certain show. A certain scene where a certain person gets their kit off. And thus everything was better again.
Well, most of the day was pretty lousy as days go anyway. Spent more hours than desired finishing the first essay of the term. Gack. Meanwhile, flat downstairs (yes, this time it really is the flat directly *under* us) blasts out crap music. Concentration already wasn't very good. I think I just about got it in on time, we'll have to see.
But the fact is, IT WAS MY 21ST BIRTHDAY.
See that emphasis? That's for all my 'friends' out there who still can't remember one simple date. Good friends, that is, good friends in my mental book of 'What's a Good Friend?' remember that 12th November is *my* birthday and they at least send a txt or something saying 'Happy Birthday'.
You bastards.
I know you're reading.
Tch, no wonder I hate birthdays.
So, how was the rest of the day, seeming as you asked? Oh... you didn't. Well, it picked up in the evening. Alright, I mainly drank and watched TV, but, y'know. Actually got some presents for a change (last year was a bit short presents wise...I think they were hidden or something. And I never found them :P) New CD player, a gorgeous ring off me Gran that is actually *me* (read: OTT and unusual) and -hurrah!- the Red Dwarf V DVD.
And with that I went off to watch a certain episode of a certain show. A certain scene where a certain person gets their kit off. And thus everything was better again.