I hate musical chairs.

I wish people (who aren't you) would stop asking me what I'm going to do on my birthday. As though it's my twelfth. There's a grand prix on, so probably I'll be watching that, and I think I'll make myself some cupcakes. There seems to be some sort of expectation that I should have a party or an event of some description. A trip to the zoo! Well, no. Personally I think that it should be perfectly reasonable to spend post-childhood birthdays doing whatever the hell you'd normally do. I'm certainly not going to ask my parents, brother and one local friend to join me in an understaffed game of musical chairs.

I hate musical chairs.

I wish people (who aren't you) would stop asking me what I'm going to do on my birthday. As though it's my twelfth. There's a grand prix on, so probably I'll be watching that, and I think I'll make myself some cupcakes. There seems to be some sort of expectation that I should have a party or an event of some description. A trip to the zoo! Well, no. Personally I think that it should be perfectly reasonable to spend post-childhood birthdays doing whatever the hell you'd normally do. I'm certainly not going to ask my parents, brother and one local friend to join me in an understaffed game of musical chairs.