Oh I could get specific but...
Dec. 17th, 2005 11:59 pmTechnically it's now Sunday and my birthday was over. Not that it was much of a birthday - I got up, I went to work, it sucked (fucking tills) and then I went out for Christmas dinner and drinks with Jenni. It was another day really.
Woe. I am not being depressing I'm not.
This is my 300th journal entry! Yay!
I've had a few drinks. Hahahaha, awesome.
I'm into work tomorrow. Do not want to go.
I miss people. I miss contact because work has cut me off from a social life because my life revolves around my shifts. It sucks.
I want to thank all of you that remembered my birthday. It means a lot. I had almost no contact with friends today so it wasn't really a birthday as such but....
hartclanpaladin I got your card! And it was J-awesome. And I was well pleased. ^_^
Zalan, my lovely big sis! I got your package today! OMG I love the journal. I'll write all my smut in it. ♥ ♥ ♥ I miss you! xoxox
I think the alcohol's affected me more than I've let on. 1 Black Russian, 1 glass of red and 4 vodkas and coke = tipsy Kathryn. Hahahahaha, I lose at life.
This is a bit rambling. I didn't mean it to be this way.
I'm 19. That's a bit scary really. People in work thought I was turning 16 or 17. And then these guys in a car thought I was turning 21. Random guys, random.
But, yeah. Presentation night on Tuesday. What? Wierd that. It doesn't even feel like it. Doesn't even feel like my birthday. I've said that already but it's true.
I'm working on art things for Christmas besides my Twelve Kinks of Christmas. Oh yeah, go me.
That reminds me, yo
locke? Whatever happened to that smutty yaoi doujinshi script you were going to write and I was going to illustrate? XDDDD
I'm going to go. My head is getting sorta sore and I'm into work tomorrow. Woe. WOE! ^_^
OK. 300 entries. Here's to the next 300 yah?
Love you all! ♥ ♥ ♥
( 19 year old me! )
Woe. I am not being depressing I'm not.
This is my 300th journal entry! Yay!
I've had a few drinks. Hahahaha, awesome.
I'm into work tomorrow. Do not want to go.
I miss people. I miss contact because work has cut me off from a social life because my life revolves around my shifts. It sucks.
I want to thank all of you that remembered my birthday. It means a lot. I had almost no contact with friends today so it wasn't really a birthday as such but....
Zalan, my lovely big sis! I got your package today! OMG I love the journal. I'll write all my smut in it. ♥ ♥ ♥ I miss you! xoxox
I think the alcohol's affected me more than I've let on. 1 Black Russian, 1 glass of red and 4 vodkas and coke = tipsy Kathryn. Hahahahaha, I lose at life.
This is a bit rambling. I didn't mean it to be this way.
I'm 19. That's a bit scary really. People in work thought I was turning 16 or 17. And then these guys in a car thought I was turning 21. Random guys, random.
But, yeah. Presentation night on Tuesday. What? Wierd that. It doesn't even feel like it. Doesn't even feel like my birthday. I've said that already but it's true.
I'm working on art things for Christmas besides my Twelve Kinks of Christmas. Oh yeah, go me.
That reminds me, yo
I'm going to go. My head is getting sorta sore and I'm into work tomorrow. Woe. WOE! ^_^
OK. 300 entries. Here's to the next 300 yah?
Love you all! ♥ ♥ ♥
( 19 year old me! )