i am a terrible person. for not partaking in this. in The Wonderland Years: 2015. Done.

omygod. sorry but this needs to go somewhere.

so it’s 8:10 p.m. here. and they all sang happy birthday to jenn as it’s her bday. and I. didn’t partake. I didn’t even acknowledge it. I didn’t. like even write her a note about it or anything.
and it’s not. like i’m put out by anything she did/didn’t do. i’m just shy. i’d rather write something to someone than tell them. and it’s not even that i don’t know what to say. no cause i do. i just ya know. i wish everyone did everything through writing. [well i guess that’s what texting is for. but i don’t have texting, so]. ya know like. for a cab. if there was some way to make appts. online. well there is actually. i don’t like talking when i there’s stuff i should do.
but see that’s not even a good excuse the me being shy. I mean the least I can do is acknowledge it in some form given they let me live in their house. tom. maybe i’ll write her a note and tell her happy belated. but that doesn’t change what happened today. or rather what didn’t happen.
godamn. [I realize also that i’m too hard on myself. there are reasons for that which isn’t the point of this entry].