PARTY PARTY PARTY

Today is a much better day than yesterday. It seems my philosophy has been proven true--- tomorrow is always better than today. I basically had no work- and the only thing I've done which is school-related is practising my English oral, which has been delayed for an entire week. My throat is hoarse after 2 runs--- one was 9 min 30 the other was 11 min 30. My timing's a bit off... yeah. Oh well. I look forward to my 90 or 90+

The reason why today is a better day is because I realised that parties are great. I'm looking at a minimum of 3 parties in the next 30 days... And I'm all like.. taken aback by the sudden appearance of a social life. Holy cow.

Then I realised that I have friends who are going to spoil me rotten. Well, more than I am now. I'd tell, except that'd ruin the surprise. All I can say is that this birthday is going to be awwwwwesome (so much for my gloomy outlook yesterday).

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Well, I still don't want to go out with my parents for a birthday-dinner. That's going to be an atrocity no matter how I look at it. I can't turn it down, and I cannot see myself in a position where I'm going to enjoy it. It's so stupid, having a massive argument with Dad, having to arrange everything for my own birthday and then being dragged out by my parents to "celebrate becoming an adult". Well actually it was Mum's proposal, and she had offered to do something for me... Which is the only reason I hadn't made up an excuse about not being able to go out for dinner, due to an unexpected onset of an allergy to everything in every restaurant. Man... if it was Dad... Well actually, Dad wouldn't do something like that.

Tossing aside the ominous thoughts clouding my head... I will be free (for real) after tomorrow, when I finally deliver my oral. Then, it's party time.