Why...?
I've been in quite the slump for the past week. I figure maybe writing in here will help or something. It's my birthday on Sunday. It will be my 3rd birthday since moving to Calgary. It will be my 3rd birthday 'alone'. I feel bad, Kirk always does his best to make sure I have a good day and I generally do. This year I feel like something's missing. It's not like I had these huge birthday celebrations back home... usually just a few friends, food of choice, cake then out to a bar (or just drinking at home) for a bit. Something easily done here... except I have no friends here. I can't complain because I don't try to make friends here. Maybe I'm partly stuck because I feel I don't need to make any friends because I have some... they just all live 2000 miles away and as many times as Kirk and I go home (at LEAST twice a year) odds are none of them are gonna come here (and I imagine they could afford to once every couple of years) especially not just for my birthday. I always extend my stay home so that I'm there for my sister's birthday. (who I know can afford to visit me, but I won't get into that rant)
I would love more than anything to just have some friends here (Kirk has friends here, and they're ok. I just have nothing in common with them, no history)... ones I have things in common with, or who share my past. I'd have munchies, we'd go to the Mongolie Grill, drink, play DDR, Wii, all sorts of games, go to a club?, sit & talk, go in the hottub then blow out the candles. It's not 'my super sweet sixteen', I don't want some super-huge elaborate, exspensive dealie with a beemer at the end (tho a Pacer Wagon would rock ;P ). Sunday will pass and Kirk will treat me like a queen for the weekend (even moreso than he usually does) and I will live. I just need to suck it up and move on. I don't want to seem ungrateful to him. Oh well, after Sunday it won't be an issue and I'll move on.
On another, non-emo note. Happy Birthday Mr. Piitz!
I would love more than anything to just have some friends here (Kirk has friends here, and they're ok. I just have nothing in common with them, no history)... ones I have things in common with, or who share my past. I'd have munchies, we'd go to the Mongolie Grill, drink, play DDR, Wii, all sorts of games, go to a club?, sit & talk, go in the hottub then blow out the candles. It's not 'my super sweet sixteen', I don't want some super-huge elaborate, exspensive dealie with a beemer at the end (tho a Pacer Wagon would rock ;P ). Sunday will pass and Kirk will treat me like a queen for the weekend (even moreso than he usually does) and I will live. I just need to suck it up and move on. I don't want to seem ungrateful to him. Oh well, after Sunday it won't be an issue and I'll move on.
On another, non-emo note. Happy Birthday Mr. Piitz!