Well, I finally got my own cut of the house keys (I say finally, I did have a set, but I lost them e.e), meaning I can now go out without my father throwing a hissy fit at me for leaving the back gate open.
Downside? I have nowhere to go, seeing as no one's replying to my messages. Ah well, cest la vie. I only have to wait 'till tomorrow to get started on shopping for my birthday presents (another reason I loathe, hate and abhore this time of year. There's no fun in knowing what you have already).
Aaaanyway, it's now 13 days until I finally become legal. I'll be going to London in 10 days to stay round my friends house (we'll call her Gremlin) & go to see BrokeNCYDE (Second time this year :D), so for my actual birthday, I'm not having a big party. Instead, I'm going to have either a teddy bears picnic or a fancy dress picnic (Most ridiculous outfit/plushie wins a prize). I've decided something childish since it's completely opposite to whats "expected" of a sixteen-year-old (:
Well, I haven't done invites or anything, I'm merely asking people if they fancy coming along. Last night I asked the girl I consider my little sister, and got the reply "Sorry, I'm going to someone else's birthday party. She's more of a friend, anyway." Thanks, little sis.
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