You would cry too if it happened to you

Today's been a bit odd I think I've gone through a pretty good stream of emotions for one day.

Sleepy. Satisfied. Exhausted. Happy. Thirsty. Cried. Smiled. Upset. Pleased. Depressed. Hopeful.
And I honestly don't care if one of those isn't an emotion. You shut up.

I'm kind of not looking very forward to my birthday to be honest. It seems as though every year by the end of the night I'm crying (go ahead go ahead & sing to yourself "It's my party & I'll cry if I want to"). Though I am hopeful that there will be some moments worth remembering.

I used to make little lists of things I would like for my birthday (I never give them to anyone I just like doing it) but this year I haven't really wrote it out. I mean ok yes I dearly want a corset, I'll admit it. I have this dream photo in my head of me in a corset and bustle, possibly with a top hat, boot like heels, and scarlet-esqe make up. (Basically this is what I'm talking about) So far I have the wig. A girl can dream right?

No one in my family has ever seen a psychiatrist... except of course, when they were institutionalized

In a few weeks it'll be my 21st birthday. I had hoped that I would have my drivers license by then but at the moment that doesn't look like it's going to happen. I am trying but it is quite hard to get over one of your worst fears. So when it happens it happens basically.

I don't plan on anything really. I won't booze myself into a stupor because I don't even like drinking in the first place. What I'd like is a ride on the carousel and a bowl of chocolate ice cream. Maybe I'll wear a tiara.

I'm pretty boring huh? Ah well.