Two decades
Well, yesterday was my birthday. The 4th of January. The mark of two decades worth of oxygen being used by me. I'm very tired right now so I won't talk long. But a big thanks to everyone who wished me a happy one. :-D This birthday had the opportunity to be one of the saddest, but it wasn't because it showed me that I do have friends that care...even when they have no reason to. You know the first person to call me all day was Frank? That really meant a lot to me...and I hope he knows it. Just quick little phone calls here and there...but that's all I ask for.
Unfortunately nothing was really going to make my birthday truly happy (except for a few things which either didn't happen or were never going to) because yesterday I dropped David off at the airport. It's funny that the last entry in here was happy and excited and counting down the hours until he got back. Then while he was here I just wanted to spend every free second I had with him. And now it's time to start counting down again...but this time the countdown just depresses me because it's almost 3 times the size it ever was last semester. I'm trying to change that. But I'm tired and sad right now...so instead of making myself sleepier and sadder it's just off to bed.
*sigh* Here goes nothing: 8 Months!!! See...not fun...in fact...those exclamation points just look stupid...it should be more like: 8 months :'( or >-O except that last one looks more like a stick figure with no arms lying down than the angry face that it was intended to represent. So here...this might work:
See him in my dreams O:-)
Unfortunately nothing was really going to make my birthday truly happy (except for a few things which either didn't happen or were never going to) because yesterday I dropped David off at the airport. It's funny that the last entry in here was happy and excited and counting down the hours until he got back. Then while he was here I just wanted to spend every free second I had with him. And now it's time to start counting down again...but this time the countdown just depresses me because it's almost 3 times the size it ever was last semester. I'm trying to change that. But I'm tired and sad right now...so instead of making myself sleepier and sadder it's just off to bed.
*sigh* Here goes nothing: 8 Months!!! See...not fun...in fact...those exclamation points just look stupid...it should be more like: 8 months :'( or >-O except that last one looks more like a stick figure with no arms lying down than the angry face that it was intended to represent. So here...this might work:
See him in my dreams O:-)