Hello Everyone:
The Sometime BF was super annoying this weekend. Between his non-stop chatter and lame attempts to sound clever, I could barely get a word edgewise. At one point, I had to repeat "I am reclaiming my time" until he got the point. Mum was no better with her incessant chatter. Then the Sometime BF tried to get me to lighten up with his friendly dog act. I was so ready to wrap my hands around his neck. I really wanted to talk to him about the direction (or lack thereof) of our relationship. However, mum suggested I put it off so he doesn't think "I drove all the way for a lecture?" Besides with my birthday coming up, I kind of want to be a little nice to him. Speaking of which, I am so dreading my birthday because of all the attention. Suddenly, everyone wants to be my best friend after ignoring me the rest of the year. It's the one day of the year when mum tells me, in her own way, that I'm special. The rest of the year it's pick, pick, pick. All I want to do is spend the day doing what I normally do without any fanfare. Sis emailed me about getting together for a belated birthday brunch next weekend. Right. I'm sure she'll try to squeeze me in between running errands and doing laundry. It's gotten to the point where I've so disappointed by the people in my life that I just tell not to bother anymore. If anyone in my family suggests some sort of birthday celebration, I just question their motives. Actually, the last couple of days I've been telling those closet to me if you want to do anything for my birthday, don't disappoint. I'm not being difficult, I just don't want to get my hopes up. I really would love an ice cream and cake birthday celebration but I know I won't get what I want so I don't say anything. If that pegs as difficult to please, then fine
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