If anybody ever sings 'Happy Birthday' to me again it will be too soon!
Nothing much to write about, I am now 14, it is a brand new year.
Okay, so I've officially been 14 since New Years day. I went to the Sheraton with my family for a buffet lunch. Okay, great food, yada yada, I ate two servings of dessert, yada yada blah blah, anyway, during my last course of dessert a middle aged couple came and sat at the table next to us. They started talking to us, they were really nice, but then they got on the topic of marriage when they revealed they had been married for 29 years. The woman said "Now, you make your mother happy and marry a nice, well-off man who will treat you like a princess, accept nothing less", I just nodded my head and prayed that the conversation would end and I could go get some more tiramisu. After a while we were still talking with the couple and we had talked about technology and my generation being illiterate, not all of us are you know, so anyway, the woman got back on the subject of marriage and me, she said "don't you marry a bus driver or a mechanic with grease under his nails, you marry someone you will treat you like a princess" and once again I nodded my head and attempted to plaster a believeable smile on my face. As if I'm thinking about marrying a bus driver when I'm 14, or ever for that matter, Mike Shinoda is the man for me! Anyway after 45 long minutes of this woman telling me to marry someone nice as if the world would end if I didn't hop onto it pretty soon, I mean, time is running out, the clock is ticking, I had been 14 for half a day and I needed to think about marriage...and quick! If I don't get hitched by the time I'm 14 years old and 1 month I'll probably die a lonely, old, spinster.
So when the waitress finally came with our bill after my dad trying to get her to bring it over for quite a while, she found out it was my birthday, OH JOY, and she told me her birthday was 3 days ago and that she was a capricorn, then she asked me if i was a capricorn...I would think so. She came back with a plate decorated with chocolate sauce and squirts of jam, it read "happy birthday" with swirls of chocolate everywhere, it was really nice and I appreciated it, especially since it came with 3 yummy liquor chocolates.
Then suddenly I was brought back down to earth with a rumble as the women who was at the table next to us, the one we had been talking to, started singing happy birthday rather loudly. Her husband decided to join in, then my parents and the waitress followed suit, then the whole restaurant with about 40 people in it all turned around and stared at me and burst out in song and started clapping. I had 40 complete strangers, a middled aged couple, a perky capricorn waitress, the rest of the staff and my parents all singing happy birthday and clapping. It was a nice thought but I was caught off guard and the restless middled aged woman was driving me nuts with her loud singing and endless natter of marriage. I had planned on having a nice lunch with family and keeping it quiet until I did something with my friends later on when everyone returned from their holidays, but it wasn't so quiet and with all those beady little eyes watching me and clapping, oh the clapping, it was far from quiet. It would have been ok if it had ended after the first time, but they ended up singing happy birthday to me for 5 good minutes...at least! They must have sung that song a gazillion times, round and round, like a carousel. I feel nautious just thinking about it.
I would have usually liked them all singing happy birthday to me, but I was caught completely off guard and wasn't expecting such a multitude of strangers to be clapping so loudly, oh so loudly.
I want to meet my friends, but several of them are away over seas or camping. And those who are still in Auckland are uncontactable or too far away. I'm reduced to going on the internet and watching daytime television *shudder*. At least my scrapbook is a nice refuge.
Yep, nothing very exciting happening.
Okay, so I've officially been 14 since New Years day. I went to the Sheraton with my family for a buffet lunch. Okay, great food, yada yada, I ate two servings of dessert, yada yada blah blah, anyway, during my last course of dessert a middle aged couple came and sat at the table next to us. They started talking to us, they were really nice, but then they got on the topic of marriage when they revealed they had been married for 29 years. The woman said "Now, you make your mother happy and marry a nice, well-off man who will treat you like a princess, accept nothing less", I just nodded my head and prayed that the conversation would end and I could go get some more tiramisu. After a while we were still talking with the couple and we had talked about technology and my generation being illiterate, not all of us are you know, so anyway, the woman got back on the subject of marriage and me, she said "don't you marry a bus driver or a mechanic with grease under his nails, you marry someone you will treat you like a princess" and once again I nodded my head and attempted to plaster a believeable smile on my face. As if I'm thinking about marrying a bus driver when I'm 14, or ever for that matter, Mike Shinoda is the man for me! Anyway after 45 long minutes of this woman telling me to marry someone nice as if the world would end if I didn't hop onto it pretty soon, I mean, time is running out, the clock is ticking, I had been 14 for half a day and I needed to think about marriage...and quick! If I don't get hitched by the time I'm 14 years old and 1 month I'll probably die a lonely, old, spinster.
So when the waitress finally came with our bill after my dad trying to get her to bring it over for quite a while, she found out it was my birthday, OH JOY, and she told me her birthday was 3 days ago and that she was a capricorn, then she asked me if i was a capricorn...I would think so. She came back with a plate decorated with chocolate sauce and squirts of jam, it read "happy birthday" with swirls of chocolate everywhere, it was really nice and I appreciated it, especially since it came with 3 yummy liquor chocolates.
Then suddenly I was brought back down to earth with a rumble as the women who was at the table next to us, the one we had been talking to, started singing happy birthday rather loudly. Her husband decided to join in, then my parents and the waitress followed suit, then the whole restaurant with about 40 people in it all turned around and stared at me and burst out in song and started clapping. I had 40 complete strangers, a middled aged couple, a perky capricorn waitress, the rest of the staff and my parents all singing happy birthday and clapping. It was a nice thought but I was caught off guard and the restless middled aged woman was driving me nuts with her loud singing and endless natter of marriage. I had planned on having a nice lunch with family and keeping it quiet until I did something with my friends later on when everyone returned from their holidays, but it wasn't so quiet and with all those beady little eyes watching me and clapping, oh the clapping, it was far from quiet. It would have been ok if it had ended after the first time, but they ended up singing happy birthday to me for 5 good minutes...at least! They must have sung that song a gazillion times, round and round, like a carousel. I feel nautious just thinking about it.
I would have usually liked them all singing happy birthday to me, but I was caught completely off guard and wasn't expecting such a multitude of strangers to be clapping so loudly, oh so loudly.
I want to meet my friends, but several of them are away over seas or camping. And those who are still in Auckland are uncontactable or too far away. I'm reduced to going on the internet and watching daytime television *shudder*. At least my scrapbook is a nice refuge.
Yep, nothing very exciting happening.