Two days away from the Big 4-0
And I'm still finding good reasons to hate people, such as:
1.) There is a surprise 40th birthday party for you and two of your friends aren't there because one person has told the person holding the party that "I won't go if they're invited." Whose birthday was it again? Oh yeah, mine.
2.) At the same party, as you're opening your gifts, your mother hands you a card and says: "We didn't get you anything but here's a card." Thanks, cheapskate.
3.) The next morning, you wake up hungover and get your period as an added bonus. Well, that's not really a reason to hate people, it's just a reason to hate life.
But then again, Whe, Mr. Whe and their kids were at the party - it brought tears to my eyes when Mini-Whe jumped out from the living room yelling my name - and my nieces and my sister and brother were there too, so all was not lost.
The big 4-0 is almost here and it doesn't feel as devestating as I imagined it would. It helps that I've dropped about 12 pounds since March - and I'm down to a size 9 for the first time in four years. And I can't tell you how many people have been shocked to hear I'm turning 40. Maybe people really aren't so bad afterall. Ah hell, who am I kidding, of course they are!
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