I've never had a good birthday, never thrown a birthday party. I will have one some day though. It'll be loud and kick ass and so much fun I will just go into a coma the very next day. For a week. And wake up more awesome than before. And 2 dress sizes smaller. Or something.
I tell myself I should do these things. I don't want to let the situation I'm stuck in hold me by the balls and make my life more miserable than it already is. I should make the best out of what I have. I need to start living. If my life were anymore stagnant, mosquitos would lay their eggs on me / the NEA would mark me as a dengue danger zone.
If I want to be happy, I can't keep waiting for something to happen. I need to get off my ass and make myself happy. Small things first, since I can't get out right now. But what I need to do is try. Take heart in the little things.
I am going to try my best to be happy.