I just noticed, it has been so long since I last put a journal in. Well, it's been eventful! I turned 30 this year, and I ask myself have I really done what I was supposed to do? And then there is the question, does it really matter?
I decided to make my 30th exceptionally epic, I am having a large Hallowe'en party to celebrate the coming of the wonderful 30, and not telling myself I need to be married, with children, and a house. It's my life, and I am going to live it, and what comes with it, comes with it. It's hard when "society" tells you otherwise.
So dressing up as a vamp, hit on all the men (since that's what female vampires do), and have a drink or 5. Wanna come?