biweekly updates aren't cutting it
Thanks to all who wished me a happy birthday.
My father came to my work and took me out to lunch, which was very sweet of him. :) No one at work knew it was my birthday until my dad came and boasted about it: "OH YEAH, taking my DAUGHTER out to LUNCH for her 21st BIRTHDAY".
When I came back from lunch, my desk was all decorated and later we had cake and my coworkers gave me a spare flask from the warehouse. Everything was going fine, until I got home.
Mom had a pile of presents and Amity brought hers out and mom started to make apple martinis for us while I opened cards. It didn't go exactly as planned...I got as far as opening the cards from my relatives, stared at them for a while, and then went into my bedroom and cried myself to sleep.
I can't really explain why I did this, even now. It was part self-pity, self-loathing, and something about getting older.
I felt okay but tender the next morning, and didn't say much. Turns out Amity and Mom thought that I was angry the previous night, when in reality is that I was very sad. They thought that it was something they did, Amity got upset about it. But it had nothing to do with them, really. It was just me, how I felt about myself.
Amity thought that I was mad at her and then that made me think that she was mad at me. She went to her room while I sat in front of my presents with Mom next to me. I started to cry again when I started to open the presents. I'm the type of person who doesn't talk when they cry, that's just how it is. So Mom was trying to coax some kind of answer from me about what was bugging me. I never really said, because I didn't know. But I guess it boils down to not being a "kid" anymore, and that opening the presents was symbolic for me....I felt that if I didn't open them, I wouldn't be 21 yet, and I kept putting it off. It seems very crazy now that I write about it, but it was true. Mom made me feel better by saying that not everyone grows up the same, and are ready for things at different ages...because although I am 21, I still feel like a child.
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WEEKEND RECAP
Saturday:
Amity and I bought our RenFest/Halloween costumes! :) Hers is a bar-wenchy type outfit, and mine's pirate-ish. They sold out of the hat that goes with my costume though, so I think I'm going to wear a gold&black mask instead. I'm also looking at knee-high Doc Martens, because they would go with the costume and I've always wanted some anyway! Although John Fluevog has some very classy boots as well. (k maybe that last one is a bit of a stretch)
Then I stayed up the entire night being classy with a glass of wine, and crackers with muenster cheese. Movies watched included Superbad and Enchanted (which is better the second time around, or maybe that was just the wine)
Sunday:
Finally got my hair trimmed after forever. I CAN SEE AGAIN! I'll post before and after pics later. Hair is still long, btw. Watched halloween movies (witches, hocus pocus--BINX!!!!!), and then the original Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles movie was on....which...I don't really understand what that has to do with Halloween but OKAY!
Dad took me to see Beverly Hills Chihuahua, which, okay, it probably seems like the dumbest POS movie ever but it was actually REALLY CUTE! The mouse and iguana side-characters could've been left out, honestly...but other than that, it was better than I anticipated. I don't know, I usually pride myself on my exquisite taste in movies and it seems like me approving this film has lowered my tastes down to those who actually buy boxsets of reality tv series. Um, sorry to anyone who actually does that. Although I shouldn't be apologizing. Nevermind. ANYWAY, it's a fun movie and it's entertaining. Of course I have a chihuahua so I guess I can relate??? Idk. I EAGERLY AWAIT FOR BOLT.
Afterwards, we went to The Cheesecake Factory for dinner. It's funny because I've never been there to eat.
Here's what I had:
-(beverage)Shiner Bock: my first actual beer! It was funny and embarrassing because I asked the waiter about the most popular beers there and I still didn't know what to get...so my dad suggested Shiner. I ordered a small and it still came in a fairly big glass, it lasted me the entire meal. First thought upon consumption: It literally tastes like liquid bread...not that that's a bad thing...it's pretty filling, though.
-(appetizer)Fried Calamari: Yay! Calamari is nothing new for me. Tastes like chewy noodles!
-(main course)Fettucini Chicken w/ Sundried Tomatoes: Good pasta, but I barely finished even 1/4 because it was bigbig. Doggy-bagged!
-(dessert)Tiramisu Cheesecake: Okay, so it's a given that my favorite dessert is tiramisu. Of course I had to get a cheesecake version of it! Very yummy, but didn't finish it. Doggy-bagged!
-(beverage)Coffee: It came in a clear mug, which was odd, but it was cool to see the swirliness when creamer was added. I finished this fairly fast, since coffee never lasts too long around me. Although I'm not sure if alternating between beer and coffee was a smart thing?
and then I went back home, and some lady who looked like she worked at Hot Topic WAS STANDING OUTSIDE THE FRONT DOOR AT 10PM. She rang the doorbell and then knocked and Amity and I freaked out and ran around and looked through the blinded windows. and then I realised that the door wasn't locked and I was like EFFIN SHITTT!!!!!!! so amity went and locked it but the lady went away.....but our motion sensors in front of the garage were still on so SOMETHING WAS WAITING BEHIND THE CORNER!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but then my mom came home, and idk maybe she ran over the lady. Also, Amity's car's inside light was ON. wtFFFFFFFFFF.
Sorry about the long-butt posts lately. If I could actually get back into the habit of updating weekly or once every few days, I could write about things as they happen rather than have everything build up and then poo it all out at once.
Oh and let it be known that Laibach's Volk album is amazing. I will own a hardcopy one day, and then I will share it all with you. BECAUSE IT IS MAGNIFICENT. An industrial group doing renditions of national anthems? Pure gold.
My father came to my work and took me out to lunch, which was very sweet of him. :) No one at work knew it was my birthday until my dad came and boasted about it: "OH YEAH, taking my DAUGHTER out to LUNCH for her 21st BIRTHDAY".
When I came back from lunch, my desk was all decorated and later we had cake and my coworkers gave me a spare flask from the warehouse. Everything was going fine, until I got home.
Mom had a pile of presents and Amity brought hers out and mom started to make apple martinis for us while I opened cards. It didn't go exactly as planned...I got as far as opening the cards from my relatives, stared at them for a while, and then went into my bedroom and cried myself to sleep.
I can't really explain why I did this, even now. It was part self-pity, self-loathing, and something about getting older.
I felt okay but tender the next morning, and didn't say much. Turns out Amity and Mom thought that I was angry the previous night, when in reality is that I was very sad. They thought that it was something they did, Amity got upset about it. But it had nothing to do with them, really. It was just me, how I felt about myself.
Amity thought that I was mad at her and then that made me think that she was mad at me. She went to her room while I sat in front of my presents with Mom next to me. I started to cry again when I started to open the presents. I'm the type of person who doesn't talk when they cry, that's just how it is. So Mom was trying to coax some kind of answer from me about what was bugging me. I never really said, because I didn't know. But I guess it boils down to not being a "kid" anymore, and that opening the presents was symbolic for me....I felt that if I didn't open them, I wouldn't be 21 yet, and I kept putting it off. It seems very crazy now that I write about it, but it was true. Mom made me feel better by saying that not everyone grows up the same, and are ready for things at different ages...because although I am 21, I still feel like a child.
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WEEKEND RECAP
Saturday:
Amity and I bought our RenFest/Halloween costumes! :) Hers is a bar-wenchy type outfit, and mine's pirate-ish. They sold out of the hat that goes with my costume though, so I think I'm going to wear a gold&black mask instead. I'm also looking at knee-high Doc Martens, because they would go with the costume and I've always wanted some anyway! Although John Fluevog has some very classy boots as well. (k maybe that last one is a bit of a stretch)
Then I stayed up the entire night being classy with a glass of wine, and crackers with muenster cheese. Movies watched included Superbad and Enchanted (which is better the second time around, or maybe that was just the wine)
Sunday:
Finally got my hair trimmed after forever. I CAN SEE AGAIN! I'll post before and after pics later. Hair is still long, btw. Watched halloween movies (witches, hocus pocus--BINX!!!!!), and then the original Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles movie was on....which...I don't really understand what that has to do with Halloween but OKAY!
Dad took me to see Beverly Hills Chihuahua, which, okay, it probably seems like the dumbest POS movie ever but it was actually REALLY CUTE! The mouse and iguana side-characters could've been left out, honestly...but other than that, it was better than I anticipated. I don't know, I usually pride myself on my exquisite taste in movies and it seems like me approving this film has lowered my tastes down to those who actually buy boxsets of reality tv series. Um, sorry to anyone who actually does that. Although I shouldn't be apologizing. Nevermind. ANYWAY, it's a fun movie and it's entertaining. Of course I have a chihuahua so I guess I can relate??? Idk. I EAGERLY AWAIT FOR BOLT.
Afterwards, we went to The Cheesecake Factory for dinner. It's funny because I've never been there to eat.
Here's what I had:
-(beverage)Shiner Bock: my first actual beer! It was funny and embarrassing because I asked the waiter about the most popular beers there and I still didn't know what to get...so my dad suggested Shiner. I ordered a small and it still came in a fairly big glass, it lasted me the entire meal. First thought upon consumption: It literally tastes like liquid bread...not that that's a bad thing...it's pretty filling, though.
-(appetizer)Fried Calamari: Yay! Calamari is nothing new for me. Tastes like chewy noodles!
-(main course)Fettucini Chicken w/ Sundried Tomatoes: Good pasta, but I barely finished even 1/4 because it was bigbig. Doggy-bagged!
-(dessert)Tiramisu Cheesecake: Okay, so it's a given that my favorite dessert is tiramisu. Of course I had to get a cheesecake version of it! Very yummy, but didn't finish it. Doggy-bagged!
-(beverage)Coffee: It came in a clear mug, which was odd, but it was cool to see the swirliness when creamer was added. I finished this fairly fast, since coffee never lasts too long around me. Although I'm not sure if alternating between beer and coffee was a smart thing?
and then I went back home, and some lady who looked like she worked at Hot Topic WAS STANDING OUTSIDE THE FRONT DOOR AT 10PM. She rang the doorbell and then knocked and Amity and I freaked out and ran around and looked through the blinded windows. and then I realised that the door wasn't locked and I was like EFFIN SHITTT!!!!!!! so amity went and locked it but the lady went away.....but our motion sensors in front of the garage were still on so SOMETHING WAS WAITING BEHIND THE CORNER!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but then my mom came home, and idk maybe she ran over the lady. Also, Amity's car's inside light was ON. wtFFFFFFFFFF.
Sorry about the long-butt posts lately. If I could actually get back into the habit of updating weekly or once every few days, I could write about things as they happen rather than have everything build up and then poo it all out at once.
Oh and let it be known that Laibach's Volk album is amazing. I will own a hardcopy one day, and then I will share it all with you. BECAUSE IT IS MAGNIFICENT. An industrial group doing renditions of national anthems? Pure gold.