Lucy (
luciazephyr) wrote2011-01-17 06:41 pm
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I mentioned my birthday was on Saturday to one of my coworkers.
Him: Twenty-first, right? But you don't drink.
Me: Nope, teetotal.
Him: Hell, then what's the point of being twenty-one. People like you should get to skip to twenty-two.
Alcohol scares me, ngl. And Mum already gave me my present (Changes audiobook she found for $10). I'm surprised I even remember my birthday. Last year I only remembered it, like, halfway through the day of.
Meh.
Also, just... so ya'll know, the current chapter is taking longer than expected. It's a very difficult one, so I'm not sure when it'll be done. Sorry.
Him: Twenty-first, right? But you don't drink.
Me: Nope, teetotal.
Him: Hell, then what's the point of being twenty-one. People like you should get to skip to twenty-two.
Alcohol scares me, ngl. And Mum already gave me my present (Changes audiobook she found for $10). I'm surprised I even remember my birthday. Last year I only remembered it, like, halfway through the day of.
Meh.
Also, just... so ya'll know, the current chapter is taking longer than expected. It's a very difficult one, so I'm not sure when it'll be done. Sorry.
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18th is drinking age in the UK, and my dad pretty much ignored my 18th and outright forgot my brother's...what I remember of my 18th is oversleeping and hitch-hiking to school and being late, my best friend being very nice to me and no one else knowing it was my birthday (one person in my loosely-speaking social circle had been very obnoxious prior to his 18th so I'd chosen to be restrained about mine - too restrained, as it turned out!), and my father arguing with my brother over the TV remote while I was cooking fish in the evening.
I guess I consistently suck at birthdays unless someone reminds me not to XD
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Well, alcohol isn't such a big deal overseas, is it? Yanks are really big on the whole 21 thing, it seems. The fact I'm not makes me wish there was another vice for 21 that I could indulge in. I guess it just feels like I'm a few days from being 21 and that's supposed to be a gateway into adulthood, but it doesn't apply to me. In fact, I never got the sensation of passing a milestone. It's weird.
I think I'm just melancholic because of the fic right now.
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It is amazing how fake social thresholds are when you bother to think about life from time to time, I guess!
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(these days I do drink the occasional bit of alcohol but I still don't particularly care about the whole thing one way or t'other.)
Also, happy birthday!