I'm having a party tonight to celebrate my imminent birthday. Except that I don't have that many friends. In my defence it's by choice that I don't have many friends, I am anti-social and lazy and most people aren't worth my time. I'm also not into slammin' parties with loud music where no one can hear themself think let alone make small talk. So of course this is going to be a sparsely populated lazy party and I'm cool with that.
Except that I'm not, because despite things being how I like them I'm still worried other people are expecting "more". It's annoying that I care if other people are dissapointed. All the people who know me well will understand and all the people who don't understand probably got invited so that I wouldn't have to deal with any drama down the track when they found out they weren't invited. And they would find out, because they always find out.
I think my number one tactic (getting drunk before it starts) will be in its most full and august application tonight. Wish me luck!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment