I had a birthday yesterday, and didn't want to do anything special to celebrate it. I'm in sort of a bad mood over all, because of some family issues I promised not to write about.
So we just decided to spend the day together.
Everyday we do what we like, every day we spend together. It's hard to do something special when every day in my life now feels pretty special.
We met a friend, walked to grand ferry park and watched the sunset, had an awesome dinner at La Superior and went to see a friend art show at Jack the Pelican, had ice cream and a strange evening nap and just spend time together finishing a big back up project and just doing nothing. I can't think of any better way to spend my birthday!
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Happy Birthday dearest Aya...
I'm glad that you were able to have a good time on your birthday and you werent too down.
I hate that you agreed not to write about certain things. If it was your own choice then I would fully support it but I know that it is not. I can't help feeling that your parents are dumb assholes and I cant help wishing that you would just do what you want and not what other people want. I mean, this is your blog- your journal, your diary! Is there nowhere that you can call your own without other people telling you what you can and cant write/feel/say? Yeah...I guess in your own apt or on a piece of paper.
I guess part of why it pisses me off is because it reminds me too much of my own dysfunctional parents.
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