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Happy 18th birthday to ME :)
It's my birthday. I can afford to be a little self-centered.
It's been a funny past day and a half.
Yesterday in starbucks this guy walked up to me and gave me a postcard with a.. love poem? that he'd written on it. he said, in this thick accent i couldn't place, "please take this in the humblest of ways. I am a poet, i must express myself."
Then i rode in a car that'd been soaked due to rain entering open car windows. oops.
Then at 12:30 in the morning, i walked to Eat'n Park with my sister and her husband Boaz. on the way I experienced what was probably one of the more amusing pick up lines of my life. "Do you want to go get a slurpie with me?" followed swiftly with "Can i have your number?" and "Do you want to go have coffee with me" and "Do you want to go out with my friend?"
Once at Eat'n Park I kind of lost my sanity. I asked the waiter if the water had any carbs in it. Then I told him it was (truthfully) my 18th birthday, and asked for free food. He gave me a free sticky bun with icecream on top. All the waiter's then sang happy birthday for me. Molly and Boaz tried to pretend that they didn't know me. So i decided to embaras them more, and asked the waiter why our table didn't have a painting above it. Every other table had a painting. I think all thing's considered the waiter probably thought I was either on something or somewhat disabled or that i was hitting on him. My main goal though, was free food. which was fairly well acomplished. I got an extra smiley face cookie, and of course the sticky bun icecream thing.
This morning I woke up forman and took goodman away from packing, and we met at starbucks for .75 cents of the fab 4 reunion. I love those girls insanely much. Lindsay and I proceeded to both talk at 250 miles per hour at the same time. but of course we understood eachother perfectly.
did cake and all that today with the family. nothing thrilling, but it was nice. both my brother's and a ton of friend's called or left messages which made me happy.
life is good.
It's my birthday. I can afford to be a little self-centered.
It's been a funny past day and a half.
Yesterday in starbucks this guy walked up to me and gave me a postcard with a.. love poem? that he'd written on it. he said, in this thick accent i couldn't place, "please take this in the humblest of ways. I am a poet, i must express myself."
Then i rode in a car that'd been soaked due to rain entering open car windows. oops.
Then at 12:30 in the morning, i walked to Eat'n Park with my sister and her husband Boaz. on the way I experienced what was probably one of the more amusing pick up lines of my life. "Do you want to go get a slurpie with me?" followed swiftly with "Can i have your number?" and "Do you want to go have coffee with me" and "Do you want to go out with my friend?"
Once at Eat'n Park I kind of lost my sanity. I asked the waiter if the water had any carbs in it. Then I told him it was (truthfully) my 18th birthday, and asked for free food. He gave me a free sticky bun with icecream on top. All the waiter's then sang happy birthday for me. Molly and Boaz tried to pretend that they didn't know me. So i decided to embaras them more, and asked the waiter why our table didn't have a painting above it. Every other table had a painting. I think all thing's considered the waiter probably thought I was either on something or somewhat disabled or that i was hitting on him. My main goal though, was free food. which was fairly well acomplished. I got an extra smiley face cookie, and of course the sticky bun icecream thing.
This morning I woke up forman and took goodman away from packing, and we met at starbucks for .75 cents of the fab 4 reunion. I love those girls insanely much. Lindsay and I proceeded to both talk at 250 miles per hour at the same time. but of course we understood eachother perfectly.
did cake and all that today with the family. nothing thrilling, but it was nice. both my brother's and a ton of friend's called or left messages which made me happy.
life is good.