A relaxing weekend
Well, I had a nice weekend, I went and visited Melanie for her b-day on Saturday, we went to the Glendale Galleria and looked at all the things we can't afford. We went to CPK for some good pizza, then back to her place for brownies and cookie dough. Watched some tv and talked about life, and listened to our favorite music of the 90's.
Today she took me out to breakfast as an early b-day gift, and I ate a huge meal and felt full the rest of the day.
I went to a rehearsal, and then a performance for crazy lady. It was fun because a couple good friends were there, and I got to have a really long discussion about music with the guy from the LA Phil.
As of 15 minutes ago it is the day of my birth. I do not officially turn 23 until 9:20 P.M. though.
I still feel blah about my b-day, it is almost as if I wish something special would happen, and I know nothing will, so instead I am actively saying I want to do nothing so I am not disappointed when that is what happens. I am conflicted, it would be nice to have someone make a big deal out of it, to just have someone say they are happy I was born. Lately I have just been so down, and have been feeling extremely unappreciated, and it almost makes me want to cry (do not worry I said almost). But, then I think that where I am is only temporary, and that makes me smile. I do I think the only reason I secretly wish someone made a big deal about my b-day is because of the fact that I am just unhappy with the way I am treated normally where I, I think if I was living alone, I would not care at all.
Tomorrow I have big plans, must take my Mom to work, and my brother to school. Then I must pick up my brother from school,and maybe my Mom from work.
I think I might be hanging out with Mark in the evening, since I do believe we made those plans.
Other than that I plan to read and be alone.
Maybe my Mom will give me a gift, or maybe she will forget again, and i will have to remind her and again get a no thought gift. I just get upset because I put real effort into the b-days of other people, and I usually have to organize my own b-day thing in order to have anyone pretend to put effort into mine. This year I did not organize a b-day thing, because it seems fake to me, and I just do not have the energy. Well, at least my Dad will call me in the morning, he always remembers, and him remembering is worth more than a gift that my Mom gets after being reminded when she comes home.
Oh last night for Mels b-day I streaked her hair, with red streaks, it looks very cool, and she loved it. I was buying myself hair dye already to do mine black and she was looking at the streaking stuff, so it made sense. She woke up this morning feeling good and happy to see color in her hair, and I was glad to see her smiling and feeling better.
Well, off to sleep so I can at least get through part of my b-day unconscious.
Today she took me out to breakfast as an early b-day gift, and I ate a huge meal and felt full the rest of the day.
I went to a rehearsal, and then a performance for crazy lady. It was fun because a couple good friends were there, and I got to have a really long discussion about music with the guy from the LA Phil.
As of 15 minutes ago it is the day of my birth. I do not officially turn 23 until 9:20 P.M. though.
I still feel blah about my b-day, it is almost as if I wish something special would happen, and I know nothing will, so instead I am actively saying I want to do nothing so I am not disappointed when that is what happens. I am conflicted, it would be nice to have someone make a big deal out of it, to just have someone say they are happy I was born. Lately I have just been so down, and have been feeling extremely unappreciated, and it almost makes me want to cry (do not worry I said almost). But, then I think that where I am is only temporary, and that makes me smile. I do I think the only reason I secretly wish someone made a big deal about my b-day is because of the fact that I am just unhappy with the way I am treated normally where I, I think if I was living alone, I would not care at all.
Tomorrow I have big plans, must take my Mom to work, and my brother to school. Then I must pick up my brother from school,and maybe my Mom from work.
I think I might be hanging out with Mark in the evening, since I do believe we made those plans.
Other than that I plan to read and be alone.
Maybe my Mom will give me a gift, or maybe she will forget again, and i will have to remind her and again get a no thought gift. I just get upset because I put real effort into the b-days of other people, and I usually have to organize my own b-day thing in order to have anyone pretend to put effort into mine. This year I did not organize a b-day thing, because it seems fake to me, and I just do not have the energy. Well, at least my Dad will call me in the morning, he always remembers, and him remembering is worth more than a gift that my Mom gets after being reminded when she comes home.
Oh last night for Mels b-day I streaked her hair, with red streaks, it looks very cool, and she loved it. I was buying myself hair dye already to do mine black and she was looking at the streaking stuff, so it made sense. She woke up this morning feeling good and happy to see color in her hair, and I was glad to see her smiling and feeling better.
Well, off to sleep so I can at least get through part of my b-day unconscious.