If I Could Kill Points In Time, The Calendar Would Be A Lot Shorter

[So I have officially given up on trying to make this art-tastic. On only my second post. Why, you ask? Because Photoshop is the evil in man's soul incarnated into program form. Or some such. Maybe I'm just lazy.]

So my birthday is coming up.

And it's not that I don't like birthdays anymore, but every year they seem that little bit less fun. When you were five and sick on sugar and attention, there was literally no better thing ever.
Like, ever.
But now you're almost seventeen, and college is looming over the horizon, and you're starting to realize that Responsibility Is Not Your Friend.

Plus there's the party and the wish list.

The wish list especially. I guilt myself unnecessarily over asking my parents for things. Like, I'm scared they'll feel they need to get them for me, which isn't true. But at the same time, I kind of really, really, REALLY want Starcraft II.

And thus I weigh my love of my parents against a videogame.

On top of that, I never had a sweet sixteen, because I wanted to do something completely epic with my friends, like a giant pie fight (I'd done that for fifth grade and I can't reuse ideas) or a massive rebellion in school culminating in the student body taking power. I mean what.

[Power to the people. Let no threat of suspension kill our completely selfish righteous fury]

In the end I couldn't think of anything awesome enough so I didn't do anything at all, and now I feel the need to make up for the lack of party last year. And I still can't think of anything. And I'm to busy to try to organize something like this. And even if I wasn't getting more than four over scheduled teenagers in the same room requires the powers of a prophet.

So no, I'm not having a party, I'm just going to guilt myself over not having one.

But whatever, sooner or later my birthday's going to roll over me anyway, and the less I acknowledge it, the more likely one of my friends will do something outrageous to me, like paint my locker bright pink.

Yeah, they're threatening to do that.

I love my friends.