I don’t know about anyone else, but when I experience ‘special occasions’ they’re not actually that special. It’s like we all want the perfect day, and why shouldn’t it come on a special occasion? What about on New Years? We all think to ourselves, ‘Wow, it’s the new year, I’m really going to make this year count!’ So we make New Years resolutions to lose weight or to do whatever and then we don’t keep them. I don’t know, there’s just something about that that bugs me. And why the moodiness? Well it’s my brother’s sixteenth today, and I really want to make it special to him. Well, the house is decorated, signs are made, presents are out, and we’ll see what happens.

Bye for now!