Birthday receives an "overall awesome". XD
Saturday was my 23rd birthday. Friday had sucked a little (not entirely) and maybe that was why I woke up and felt like crying. It's a theory, but really? I don't. know. why.
The moment I woke up I found presents, two shirts and a key ring, that my mother had left on the foot of my bed. I kept as quiet as possible while getting up and showering and felt eerily miserable. There was just no reason!
After the usual congratulating I got in the car to meet friends and while driving the weird sadness overcame me again, worse and worse with each song on the CD; I then switched to the radio. Maybe, I figured, the songs reminded me of times with my friends whom I'd be leaving behind for a whole fucking year soon.
The rest of the day was significantly better; there was hugging and laughing; I made a new friend who turned out to love Doctor Who as much as I do and we squealed a lot. XD Everyone sang for me, too, that was so kind. :)
Later we went to a friend's place and the cake I had prepared was completely devoured (no greater compliment to a cook). Oooh, and there were presents! The audio CD of Anything Goes, John Barrowman's autobiography - I almost finished listening to it and let me say as much: It's AWESOME. I love hearing that man's voice. XD Then there's the Iron Man action figure I've been looking at in my local comic store for weeks. ♥ There's two versions of each mark of armor, six figures altogether, and evutally I want them all. ^^;; *fangirl* Other presents: an Iron Man movie poster (sense a theme...?) and the DVD Edward Scissorhands. :) The poster went up on my bedroom door.
We watched Kiss Kiss Bang Bang (in German, unfortunately) and some Japanese animated thing that was interesting enough to watch, even though I was pretty tired (and half asleep) by that time.
It was a fantastic day, despite its beginning that I can't quite figure out anyway.
Still, makes me think my departure will be a tear-ful event, even though right now both my parents are apparently having problems with making time to see me off. ^^;; Not that it really makes a difference wether I say my good bye's a few minutes or a few hours before I fly...
Now if you'll excuse me, I need to listen to John Barrowman some more. XD
The moment I woke up I found presents, two shirts and a key ring, that my mother had left on the foot of my bed. I kept as quiet as possible while getting up and showering and felt eerily miserable. There was just no reason!
After the usual congratulating I got in the car to meet friends and while driving the weird sadness overcame me again, worse and worse with each song on the CD; I then switched to the radio. Maybe, I figured, the songs reminded me of times with my friends whom I'd be leaving behind for a whole fucking year soon.
The rest of the day was significantly better; there was hugging and laughing; I made a new friend who turned out to love Doctor Who as much as I do and we squealed a lot. XD Everyone sang for me, too, that was so kind. :)
Later we went to a friend's place and the cake I had prepared was completely devoured (no greater compliment to a cook). Oooh, and there were presents! The audio CD of Anything Goes, John Barrowman's autobiography - I almost finished listening to it and let me say as much: It's AWESOME. I love hearing that man's voice. XD Then there's the Iron Man action figure I've been looking at in my local comic store for weeks. ♥ There's two versions of each mark of armor, six figures altogether, and evutally I want them all. ^^;; *fangirl* Other presents: an Iron Man movie poster (sense a theme...?) and the DVD Edward Scissorhands. :) The poster went up on my bedroom door.
We watched Kiss Kiss Bang Bang (in German, unfortunately) and some Japanese animated thing that was interesting enough to watch, even though I was pretty tired (and half asleep) by that time.
It was a fantastic day, despite its beginning that I can't quite figure out anyway.
Still, makes me think my departure will be a tear-ful event, even though right now both my parents are apparently having problems with making time to see me off. ^^;; Not that it really makes a difference wether I say my good bye's a few minutes or a few hours before I fly...
Now if you'll excuse me, I need to listen to John Barrowman some more. XD