I turned twenty (blegh) twelve days ago. My birthday was horrible, but what else is new? I would rather suffer the embarrassment of having yelled at an ex-boyfriend I was stupid enough to invite on my nineteenth birthday a million times over than experience all the events that occured on my twentieth birthday. And the other activities that have taken place since.
But whatever, I'm shaking it off like I'm so used to. School is almost over, tomorrow is the last day of classes and then I have next week to study my ass off for finals (which will really involve sitting in front of my laptop for twelve hours, playing some new computer game I found) and then SUMMER!
This summer, I am running far far far away from everything. At the beginning of June, for about a week, I will be lounging on the beaches of Mexico at a resort in Playa del Carmen. I will be getting drunk on margaritas and working on my tan while my 'friends' study for their finals and pass out from the stress. It'll be so nice to come home with a big "FUCK YOU" grin plastered on my face.
Now, going back to the title of this journal entry -- I have indeed found new hobbies. I go bike riding on my creamsicle colored beach cruiser every other day and I started writing again. Nothing life altering, I've directed my talent towards Gossip Girl fanfiction. I've only written two short stories so far, but I like them. If you'd like to read them direct yourself towards
godspeeds . I write mostly about Chuck & Blair because let's face it, they are what makes the show good.