Friday 31/10/13
Today was... eventful.
We went to your uncle's house for breakfast ( even though it was 11am ) and he told me I'm 'too pretty to be gay'
And to that I said 'well you're too rude to be married' and... he lost his crap. He kicked me out, I gladly left, but you followed me out, absolutely seething. You told me that you were sorry, and that you thought he would be fine because he easily accepted you.
I told you that it's fine, I didn't mind, but something was nagging in the back of my mind. I still haven't figured out what.
Anyway, it's my birthday tomorrow and I've got everything planned out. The dress I'll wear, exactly where the food will go, everything. And at uni next year, people will be telling me how brilliant my party was, how much they enjoyed themselves...
But what if it's not perfect? What if nobody shows up? To be honest, I don't care who else shows up, just as long as you're there. And you told me you wouldn't miss it for the world.
I should probably go, we're going out to dinner tonight, I need to get showered and ready.
That's all for now,
Love, Vicky xx
