yep. That time of the year again. the time where I go 'holy crap I'm getting older!' and run around like Sesshomaru with his h-....not sure where that came from. Anywho, yep. I'll be 17. yippie.

Actually, to keep me relatively busy on my birthday, I want an idea from a random person who might actually read this (my fan base is sooo much larger on fanfiction. of course, I don't update this much...). I seem to do so much better when someone tells me to do something specific, like a bird flying out of the sky in a random array of colors and beauty. ...Yep, don't know where that came from either. Either way, I want to give on my b-day. I don't mind receiving something, though. You should know what I like (see above randomness)(above, above)(like, the second line)(there you go).

The reason it's a mess, you ask? Because I am seriously re-working my friendships. Certain people I have had it up to my head with are being deleted (literally) from my life. And in all honesty, it feels really good. I don't usually have problems with people. I'm a relatively patient person. I don't blow up on every little issue. like certain people. ...however, there is only so much 'I promise I won't do it again' crap I can handle. Breaking everything off has made this giant weight just go ' pooffloppoofle' ...disappear, I mean. Cliche, I know, but really, that is what it feels like. Loosing that sort of responsiblity is very freeing. I love it. I don't miss it at all.
So my 'best friend' and I are no longer friends. I keep waiting for her to call me after she cools down just so I don't have to pick up the phone. I'm not going to spread ugly rumors about her or anything after the matter, and should she spread some about me, I don't care. True friends don't believe third parties. I just can't take her attitude anymore. I mean, seriously, who the hell flashes everyone at a halloween party when there are several guys present and you have a boyfriend who is not present? Not to mention curse everything to high heaven just because you can't find your headphones at 12 in the morning... This has been building for a while, mind you. I'm just finally to the point where I have to vent it all for a good week. Bad scorpio, bad.

On the bright side of things, my boyfriend is still my boyfriend, and the 18th will make it 2 years since he first asked me out. God I love that man. Oh, and if you might recall this random journal entry I submitted, oh, two years ago I think, that said something about my love life improving on the 18th...yeah, just came across that again and realized it never specified the 18th of what. And, the 18th is when we offically started going out, two years ago. creepy...