My friends decided to surprise me today and give me a 'Fake birthday' today after dinner. They came into my room with a birthday cake, and it really touched me. I certainly wasn't expecting anything. To be honest I'd forgotten that it was my birthday a week on Saturday. I guess it's because everything is different what with me being at Uni and such.
I was meant to meet mother-dear at the train station today, but she ended up still being in Derby and not showing up. "Can I call you later?" Was the first thing she said to me over the phone. Fair enough. At least now she's unable to say that I never try to communicate.
Saki went on Hiatus yesterday. We talked and then I got an email today, which I've read -far- too many times. I'm an absolute nitwit of the highest order. I talked to Joe for a half hour or so today, which was odd, but something I needed to do to confirm things, mostly. Part of me wants no involvement whatsoever with that group of people any more...but then again at the same time, I know I don't want to. It's a mess, to be frank. I don't know what I want, and that confuses the bujeebus out of me. Even having thought about it for large stretches of time, I've still not come to a conclusion.
