8 days stuffed full of happenings.
on the fifth, i went over to frankie's house to celebrate her birthday, as well as kiki's and mine. very fun- i made her a card and we had delicious cake from la galette- frankie promises to take me there sometime- it was pink and white, with glazed strawberries.. possibly the best birthday cake i've ever had, that was not cheesecake or torte.. we talked and birthday presented and played neverhaveiever with this crazy soda that tastes like fizzy liquid blueberry muffins, strapped with explosives. then we migrated downstairs and played the same game with kurrant vodka and grape juice, and when we were all vaguely buzzed we stripped and.. let's just say is was even better than the first lesbian party. and the first one involved honey, massage oil, and goth fetish gear. for the record, mo, kiki, frankie, audra, katie, and this extremely cute asian girl were there. yes videos were made. no you may not see them.
after we were all tired, we stumbled upstairs and i slept in one of frankie's shirts in a twin bed next to audra (yay being skinny). in the morning, we had more lovely confections from la galette, with fruit, and we played in the ran, dangled our feet in the river, sat on the roof, read and watched the videos from the night before.. everything was absolutely perfect, until, of course, my mom fucked things up. audra's mom called, warning me about it, as did tyler, and they made sure it was ok to give her frankie's number- my mom declared that she had no idea i was staying the night at frankie's and was freaking out about tornadoes, telling me to come home even though the sirens were going off there and not at frankie's, which has a basement anyway- i have a video memory of my mom acknowledging that i was staying the night, asking if my friends would bring me home in the morning. frankie's number, as it was written on the sheet of my friend's numbers she has demanded to have, had two digits switched. i basically ignored my mom's crazed rambling and decided to keep having a good morning/afternoon, and came home when i pleased.
now here is the dealbreaker.
when i got home, i checked my email and discovered christian telling me he would not be talking to me again. he had called to wish me happy birthday and instead got my mother, who interrogated, insulted, degraded, and blamed him for ruining my family's happiness, and told him never to speak to me again. of course, i persuaded him to do otherwise and only yesterday did i succeed in regaining our usual openness with each other. for a few days after that call, though, christian was absolutely mindfucked from her. she has said nothing at all about that call with christian, and neither have i.
i am moving out of my parent's house at the ending of this school year. i will not tolerate things like this any longer.
i have already begun packing, and rituals to bolster my intent to leave this place and sever permanently from my mother. i am fairly ecstatic at this, i don't even really regret not going to germany this summer (have to have parent's signature on passport.. damn goverment). this will give me a chance to get that job, to have a nice living arrangement before getting my own apartment.. i'm very happy.
i will not be going to akon, i don't want to spend the money and stress, or have to deal with my parents. and frankie bought me a ticket to the deftones/dir en grey concert!!!!!!!!! ahhhh yesss. i have loved deftones for so lonnng.
on thursday, tyler picked me up so he could lend me some resources for helping me leave this house smoothly, i confirmed my arrangements, and tyler and i went out to play in the rain, barefoot, with him shirtless and me in his humongous swim trunks, and malachite around my neck. we ran/walked down streets, splashed in gutters, got yelled at by mexicans, saw double rainbows, talked in depth until we were cold and soaked and cleansed enough to go back home. passed out on melodi's furniture, ate some, and then he took my back to my parent's house. i am very glad to know him.
after we were all tired, we stumbled upstairs and i slept in one of frankie's shirts in a twin bed next to audra (yay being skinny). in the morning, we had more lovely confections from la galette, with fruit, and we played in the ran, dangled our feet in the river, sat on the roof, read and watched the videos from the night before.. everything was absolutely perfect, until, of course, my mom fucked things up. audra's mom called, warning me about it, as did tyler, and they made sure it was ok to give her frankie's number- my mom declared that she had no idea i was staying the night at frankie's and was freaking out about tornadoes, telling me to come home even though the sirens were going off there and not at frankie's, which has a basement anyway- i have a video memory of my mom acknowledging that i was staying the night, asking if my friends would bring me home in the morning. frankie's number, as it was written on the sheet of my friend's numbers she has demanded to have, had two digits switched. i basically ignored my mom's crazed rambling and decided to keep having a good morning/afternoon, and came home when i pleased.
now here is the dealbreaker.
when i got home, i checked my email and discovered christian telling me he would not be talking to me again. he had called to wish me happy birthday and instead got my mother, who interrogated, insulted, degraded, and blamed him for ruining my family's happiness, and told him never to speak to me again. of course, i persuaded him to do otherwise and only yesterday did i succeed in regaining our usual openness with each other. for a few days after that call, though, christian was absolutely mindfucked from her. she has said nothing at all about that call with christian, and neither have i.
i am moving out of my parent's house at the ending of this school year. i will not tolerate things like this any longer.
i have already begun packing, and rituals to bolster my intent to leave this place and sever permanently from my mother. i am fairly ecstatic at this, i don't even really regret not going to germany this summer (have to have parent's signature on passport.. damn goverment). this will give me a chance to get that job, to have a nice living arrangement before getting my own apartment.. i'm very happy.
i will not be going to akon, i don't want to spend the money and stress, or have to deal with my parents. and frankie bought me a ticket to the deftones/dir en grey concert!!!!!!!!! ahhhh yesss. i have loved deftones for so lonnng.
on thursday, tyler picked me up so he could lend me some resources for helping me leave this house smoothly, i confirmed my arrangements, and tyler and i went out to play in the rain, barefoot, with him shirtless and me in his humongous swim trunks, and malachite around my neck. we ran/walked down streets, splashed in gutters, got yelled at by mexicans, saw double rainbows, talked in depth until we were cold and soaked and cleansed enough to go back home. passed out on melodi's furniture, ate some, and then he took my back to my parent's house. i am very glad to know him.