Midterm Blog Post.

Here's to my birthday week, starting shortly. This year its 22, and all i can muster up is indifference. Why do I have such a terrible outlook on birthdays? I'm not entirely sure. I am usually an upbeat and positive person, in fact, everyone would say I am one of the most optimistic of that sort. Its just that the attention-getting involved on my birthday is too much to handle. It isn't even just the attention, its the anticipation of the attention. It gets my stomach tied in knots and I can't help but have the WORST stomach pain ever. I literally can't control it, my body is completely in sync with my emotions. This probably has a lot to do with the fact that i don't particularly like to show people any negative emotions, which is probably because I grew up with two diva sisters, one younger and one older, and SOMEONE had to balance it out. All this being said I can draw the conclusion that my problem stems from having an inner diva that is trying to free itself from my insides. I mean that in the literal sense because it feels like someone/something is brutally attacking me.

Well on top of all this, my friends have decided to throw a birthday party for me and my dear friend Brooklyn this friday. I know that will be fun, and I get to sing with Henry too so even though I'll be super anxious it will be a good chance to release all of that terrible diva energy. Then there's Saturday, so I'll watch the Husky game but thats not till later in the day, and thats Brook's real birthday so I'm sure we'll do something spectacular (: Then there is Sunday. That is the day I will be celebrating my birthday with my family, which will probably consist of far too much italian food and a huge cake... and presents, my parents are definitely present givers (which explains where I got it from). Finally, my real birthday, the 25th.. Monday, I will be doing absolutely nothing and going to class later in the evening! Maybe I'll go to trivia after to really celebrate my birthday right ;-).

After this weekend, I will have one less thing to stress about. However, instead of being silly about the whole thing I'm actually going to enjoy myself. I refuse not to. (:


Venting complete. Now its time for bed, goodnight.


<3 yours truly.