I am now 21. And yeah, New York was fun, but certain events have put me back into this melancholy state and I hate it. Certain people need to stop blaming me for everything, especially a simple mistake brought on by stress and trying to please everyone. I was hoping to be happy for the next 24 hours, but alas … now there’s no more milestones to celebrate and no more opportunities to have fun without worrying about something else *sigh* I’m fucking crying right now, and all I want is someone who won’t attack me when I “mess up.” I’m too tired to elaborate … tomorrow will be another hard day at work, and I need at least a few hours of sleep

No time to write a detailed post now, but wanted to let anyone who cares (probably no one lol) know that I’m back from Manhattan and am having a pretty good “birthday” so far. Even though it’s not ’til tomorow, I feel like celebrating most of it today since I’ll be working in 16 hours (blah) and thus will be dead tired come 6 o’clock. Present-wise, here’s what I’ve gotten so far:

Grandpa:
- iPod travel case
- necklace organizer
- silver Guess watch

Grandma:
- light green leather Hobo bag

And that’s it so far … more to come in the next few days! My aunt will be here soon for dinner, and then we’re heading over to the high school for fireworks. Happy 4th!