now you're gone

So instead of studying for my final tomorrow (which will probably be stupid easy.. so not to worry) I am currently making my mother a playlist for her upcoming birthday party on saturday. If you are reading this, and weren't invited... you're probably invited, since our house has recently turned into some sort of brothel. Although, to be honest, I think brothels imply lots of inappropriate things happening.. so maybe not. I actually don't know fully what a brothel even is.. but it sounded like it fit on the end of that sentence. All I meant is that there is constantly at least 5 more people then actually live at our house, there ALL of the time. Every time I call the house I must talk to 5 people I didn't really call to talk with, until the phone is finally reluctantly given to my mom.

Anyways.. the playlist 'genre' I was given was... Dance. Super specific, and easy right? However, if you don't know my mom, you wouldn't know that what she really meant was take all of the best dance songs EVER made, from EVERY decade and put them on a playlist, making sure you don't forget any song any given person loves. So in short.. I have to include every person on this planets favourite dance songs from the past however many years music was being made. Not a small feat. And seeing as how my playlist from last years '70s' party was a huge hit... I have a lot to live up to.

I hate sundays. I always have to say goodbye to Desmond on sundays. They are definitely the worst day of the week. However today was the last sunday until May 3 that I have to say goodbye to him, because I have some time off before my summer classes start. Its a nice feeling that in 4 days I get to spend like 2 weeks with him. And take him home to Calgary and see everyone there. And see his family in Moose Jaw. And not have to hate sundays, which I always used to love as my lazy, stress-free days.

For anyone who reads this and isn't going to be at my moms party. Pictures of the gong-show will be posted. I'm looking forward to celebrating the day my mother was born... and more importantly how I am done exams. Yes, I am turning my mom's birthday into a celebration centring around me, and my school. What a lovely daughter I am.