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Sunday, March 1
Hello, future me. Today, I am a WOMAN. Okay not really, but as some people have already pointed out, being sixteen means that I am officially legal. And okay, it's not like I'm going to do anything about it, saying it just makes me feel dramatic.
But really, I do believe that I have finally grown up. For the first time in my life, I didn't look forward to my birthday for the presents. And the huge birthday bash I had in mind last year now feels like an embarrassing idea- I would much rather spend the day with my closest friends in my own home, than be in a strange place with people who are practically strangers, doing pretentious things.
Today made me realise that I absolutely cannot lose contact with any of my friends after school. I know that I tend to lose touch with people who I no longer see on an every day basis, and meeting up with people years later is never pleasant. Meeting up with people you used to know = unavoidable small talk = HELL. That's the way it is with my old friends from primary school. Sure, we all promised to keep in touch, to email each other everyday, and to tell each other the smallest details of our lives.
But the thing is: people change. When people aren't around you, they will continue grow and develop without you. Eventually, you will drift miles and miles apart and have absolutely nothing in common.
I wish I could promise that I'd stay in touch with my current friends, but I can't guarantee that it would happen. However, I am going to try, so, future me, if you happen to still be in touch with your high school friends, it's all thanks to me.
I'm in an awfully soppy, happy mood at the moment, and I just realised what an amazing day today has been. Because I have awesome friends who:
- each and individually greeted me with massive hugs
- managed to sit through half of Lady and the Tramp, before I gave up and decided we were all to old for it
- relit the candles on the cake after I blew them out the first time, because they wanted to sing
- agreed to let me dress them up in ridiculous outfits
- laughed with me at the ridiculous outfits, until our voices went hoarse
- decided on shooting 'fake porn' in my bed
- presented me with a card with the words 'Happy Birthday' crossed out, and 'Hippi Biddi' written on top in pink sparkly pen
- with the words 'yir 16 bi hippi' underneath the 'Hippi Biddi' [translation: you're 16, be happy]
- ate slice after slice of ice-cream cake smothered in chocolate sauce with me
- each and individually farewelled me with a hug more massive than the one they greeted me with.
And also: thank you to everyone who has wasted about three seconds of their lives wishing me a happy birthday! I wish YOU happy birthday too, for when it comes around.
Pictures of today:
Force feeding them vegetarian food.
Crazy outfit #1: some white top, some poofy white skirt, some tiny denim jacket, a ridiculous white fluffy scarf and another red and gold scarf resembling the one Harry Potter wears
Crazy outfit #2: One of the few metallic pieces I own, that ridiculous white scarf again, a gangsta faux-leather jacket, black gloves & motorcycle boots.
Crazy outfit #3: A huge sloppy black cardigan crossed over and secured with a white belt (the point was so that she would look like a monk), a red tartan skirt left halfway down her butt because she couldn't be bothered zipping it, and a black scarf.
Trying to express ourselves with our EYES and eyes only.
Fake porn.
PS: we rewrote our little blurb/intro thing there on the sidebar. Go read it.