August 13th
Happy birthday to me…
This is me, being all sorts of celebratory.
I'm at home.
I've been home all day the phone hasn't rung, not that I've expected it to. No one knows the number except Louis and I'm sure they're at the studio right now.
I made myself a cake. It's a huge strawberry Scooby Doo cake. Nice and mature for a 24th birthday, though it's not as much fun when I'm the only one here to enjoy it. Drinking isn't as fun alone either. Why don't they make pina colada mixes for one? Why is it necessary to make enough to serve an army when I'm the only one drinking.
Oh well… guess I'll have to be an army.
Then again I am in Nawlins… might as well get off my butt and march down to Pat O'Brien's and buy myself a Hurricane… hell it's my birthday I can splurge.
I don't know why I sit and write in this journal every free minute I have. I need to get a hobby… or a life. But I don't. Every night when I get home after being less than creative, I take a shower and eat some dinner.
Then I wander into the living room, slip Frank into the cd player, grab this journal and sit myself on this chaise and don't get up until I can't keep my eyes open any longer.
Frank keeps me going though. I love that man. I can just turn him up, close my eyes and I'm in another time and place.
Sometimes I think I was born too late. I just long for the days when guys stood up for their gals and running across a gentleman wasn't a rare occurrence.
Just give me my Sinatra and I'm a happy woman.
Mom didn't know what she was doing when she named me after Frank. It was my eyes that made up her mind for her.
I just can't wait until people call me Ole Blue Eyes… of course I'm 24 now it could start at any moment.
It's only seven o'clock and I'm already in my pajamas. Of course I never got out of them. MAN I'M SUCH A LOSER! It's my birthday I should go out. I should have fun. I should be with Zayn.
Ugh… hold on… apparently the doorbell works. I'll be back as soon as I tell whoever's there that I'm not interested.
Frankie
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Dealing - zayn malik / 1d
FanfictionZayn's girlfriend, Frankie's journal entries as the group deals with the loss of Niall, Frankie deals with the strain it puts on her relationship with Zayn. Entire story is written as journal entries. I suck at descriptions so don't judge by this...
