Is today important...?

OF COURSE IT IS!!! IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!!

As you can guess, I'm a little bit excited, despite the fact I'm hundreds of miles away from my family and friends. I have friends here though of course, and they are amazing, I'm too lucky, but this is my first birthday where I've been away from any immediate family members and as excited as I am, I'm still a little...anxious? I think that's the word I'll go for. I don't want to be sad on my birthday, so of course I'll maintain a face of happiness, but I am a tad sad and I reckon at some point today a little bit of cry will ensue. Not in public though, Jesus.

On a more positive note, I am buzzing for my birthday. Honest. I have cards and presents already to open from the fam and friends that have either arrived in the mail or the Bae brought them up (cause he was rich enough to come and see me this weekend, what a good egg). So that's gonna be good fun, and then me and the housemates are going out to the SU where they're hosting a rock night so that's right up my street! For once, I'm going to know the music in a club haha :') So tonight's going to be a cracking night! (I've got the Amaretto ready!!)

Now, onto a completely unrelated topic; writing.
In a seminar the other day we had to do some free writing based on a colour; I picked red because its my favourite. I actually quite liked what I wrote (its completely unrelated to me by the way, this was just a random point of view) and so I thought I'd share it on here. Hope you like it.

RED

The sunset was a deep red tonight, the burning embers of the bold star setting fire to the skyline. I was sat up on the hill where we usually meet, watching the scarlet sky dim as the onslaught of night consumed my picturesque view. I'd been here for at least an hour now, waiting for you, despite knowing you weren't going to turn up.

I'd said I was sorry.

You'd said it was okay, but your voice betrayed your true feelings over the phone. I knew better than to be here, but I had to try.

The vibrant yet dense forest behind me had only second ago been filled with life; the birds chirping, the leaves dancing in the breeze, the distant chatter of woodland animals. Now though, it looked empty, silent, a void ready to swallow me up.

If you didn't come soon maybe I'd let it.

(All writing is mine, I reserve the right to beat you up if you take any and claim otherwise, not that you guys would.)