Ok, so this post is only mildly to do with apple cider. We had some at the holiday party my parents threw this evening, if that matters much. Anywho, it's midnight and I haven't been getting as much sleep as I need. I keep getting up before 10 AM every morning when I've been going to sleep late.. and I know my body needs more sleep than it's getting.
So, back to the party (quickly, since I need sleep, obviously). It was an interesting experience, as it is every year.. ::Blinks.:: or some such thing. Truth be told, the best part of my day wasn't conversing and dazzling the numerous guests (essentially playing trophy daughter) with the plans of my future (unfortunately not getting so far as to lay down the entire sketch of my wedding), indeed, the best part of the day was when the phone rang, my mother picked it up, she proceeded to chit chat with the caller (causing me to presume it was a friend of hers) and then knocked on my door to give me the phone.
DASHA!!! Miiiiiiiiiiiine. Oh, I love him so much. I was so incredibly excited when he called.. le sigh. Here's to hoping (and praying, on occasion) that marriage is in the cards for us. In ten years, naturally.
More detail tomorrow, I'm off to stare blankly at clothing I can't afford and then collapse into unconsciousness.
Night!
-Yeshikins
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