The 9th's not even here yet and I'm already going through birthday depression, and it's not because I'm getting older (I don't think I'm gonna start panicking about that until I reach 35). Never thought this would happen really. I don't know what happened to turn me into a person who becomes a sobbing mess before her birthday and I wish I could change it.

Thought today would be better because Spike's VGA was supposed to air today on my day off, but they moved it to Saturday for some reason. Only awesome thing that happened that I dreamed that I went to a furcon (not sure which one) and then I went to the U.K. (and I think this happened because of mentions of the K-On! movie that I've never seen). Kinda wished that I didn't wake up...

Tomorrow's nothing special to me anymore. Just someone whose lucky to even be alive because their mother had a change of heart about the abortion...