I don't feel like it's summer yet. I really should, seeing as my birthday is like, the day after tomorrow and it's usually officially summer in my head then. Being off school and such.
I got drunk and ate pizza and laughed in a tent on top of a hill last night. I don't understand. Perhaps if the weather was a bit more sunny! Goddamnit.Oh god, as I type, there is a moth fluttering around my screen. I'm on webcam to Jess, she's probably laughing her head off at my facial expression of utter terror. I HATE moths. There was one in my bedroom one night in the cottage in France, and it kept burning itself on the lamp I was using to read (Harry Potter, of course!) before I went to sleep. I swear to this day there were bits of moth falling onto my bedside table. Anyway, I couldn't concentrate on my book, nor sleep, until I was sure the thing was dead. Bearing in mind, Ashleigh, my cousin, who then would have been ten years old, was sleeping peacefully in a bed just across the room. My Uncle Dave rescued me and killed it. I had just turned fifteen. *Headdesk*
Tomorrow night I'm going out with a meal with family for my birthday. My rents, all the grandparents, my auntie and uncle, and my cousin Paul. (Ashleigh would be coming but she's thirteen and invited some friends party. To be fair I can sympathize; aged thirteen would you want to go and have a meal with fam and watch them get slowly more drunk whilst eating italians and cracking jokes you don't quite understand, or go see friends and watch movies?) I'm looking forward to it, actually, it'll be nice to be all together for once!
I don't feel particularly good. Headache, shattered, and feeling a bit shaky. Maybe I should just go to bed.
Felt like updating, just a little bit.
Night, internetz. xo.
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