Greetings.
Well, I had my birthday party. Wow, I have a lot of birthday posts, don't I? It was better than I thought. Pauley got grounded so he couldn't come. Chase had to go to the beach with his family. Roland stopped by, much to Ginger's dismay. But she's fine now because she's talking to her boyfriend (whom I totally approve of) Emmit DuGaunt. I don't think I'll be seeing much of Roland anymore... long story, but now... he makes me a little uncomfortable.
Moving on, I had a good birthday. Ginger, Bennie, Dad, and I played Hearts, I got a lot of good presents, Eve managed to show up, and she and Jasper hung out. Ginger is staying until at least Sunday and Claire is sleeping over. I had cake from Jackson's (so freaking good) and it was just a lot of fun.
Oh, and I actually know Jasper likes Bennie!!!!! WHEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!! Omg, they were being so cute. Joseph, Freddy, and Bentley were playing BATMAN: ARKHAM ASYLUM and he and Bennie were just being all cute. He was sitting on the couch and she was laying on the couch, putting her knees and feet on his lap. He was tickling her, she was tickling him, and they were flirting like the world was going to end. And they look SOOOOOOOOOOOO CUTE together!!!!!!!!! I mean, they both have glasses, they have a perfect height difference, and, even though he's a year and a half younger, you'd never know! They are so cute!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! omg omg omg omg omg omg omg can I just say that, as much as I like Stan, to whom Bennie hasn't been speaking (not that she's angry at him or anything), I REALLY REALLY REALLY REALL REALLY want her and Jasper to be together!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOOOOOOOOO CUTE!!!!!!!!!!
Hugz
HM
Showing posts with label birthday. Show all posts
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Friday, June 11, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Why I Hate my Birthday
Greetings.
As I predicted, people are going to forget my birthday. Joss (JOSS of all people) forgot and now she has some volunteer work she has to do DURING MY PARTY. Bennie is going to be late, Jasper is going to be really late, and Ally isn't even coming. WHY DID I EVEN HAVE A STUPID PARTY IN THE FIRST PLACE? Next year, NO PARTY!! I will just have a dinner or something with my closest friends. Either that or Ally and I will be on our road trip. If so, we'll find the nearest Olive Garden and make them sing happy birthday to me and Ally will use her feminine wiles to get us our meals for free.
I mean, is it too much to ask for one birthday where EVERYONE I invite comes? Where I can have ALL of the people I care about in one place at one time? Every year, my birthday makes me cry. I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I HATE IT!!!!!!!!!!!! I said it before and I'll say it again: I DON'T WANT MY BIRTHDAY ANYMORE.
Hugz
HM
As I predicted, people are going to forget my birthday. Joss (JOSS of all people) forgot and now she has some volunteer work she has to do DURING MY PARTY. Bennie is going to be late, Jasper is going to be really late, and Ally isn't even coming. WHY DID I EVEN HAVE A STUPID PARTY IN THE FIRST PLACE? Next year, NO PARTY!! I will just have a dinner or something with my closest friends. Either that or Ally and I will be on our road trip. If so, we'll find the nearest Olive Garden and make them sing happy birthday to me and Ally will use her feminine wiles to get us our meals for free.
I mean, is it too much to ask for one birthday where EVERYONE I invite comes? Where I can have ALL of the people I care about in one place at one time? Every year, my birthday makes me cry. I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I HATE IT!!!!!!!!!!!! I said it before and I'll say it again: I DON'T WANT MY BIRTHDAY ANYMORE.
Hugz
HM
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Happy Birthday to Me Part 2
Greetings.
As they said they would, Bev, Bentley, Dad and Nana (via phone) woke me up and sang to me this morning. But I got presents so I didn't care that I only got five hours of sleep. I got Pokémon HeartGold AND SoulSilver!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WITH THE POKéWALKER!!!!!!!!!!!! WHEEEE!!!! I haven't started playing HeartGold yet but I'm in Azalea Town (you know, with the Pokéball maker dude, Kurt?) and I have to beat the Gym Leader. OMG I LOVE THE FACT THAT YOUR LEAD POKéMON FOLLOWS YOU OUTSIDE OF ITS BALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's so fun to talk to it!!!!!!! (I'm SUCH a PokéDork) Plus, I got a Jeff Foxworthy comedy CD. I love the guy, but he pales in comparison to HEARTGOLD AND SOULSILVER right now!!!!!!!!
The interview went like this: I got there 50 minutes early. Waited until four when me and ten other people were escorted to a section of the dining room. We waited another ten minutes because the managers were running late. (no comment) Filled out questionnaire as a delaying tactic because they STILL weren't there at 20 after. 25 after, they arrive, and they ask each of us our qualifications, names, etc. Then we do a group question, which I aced. Then they dismissed us.
So much freaking and psyching for NOTHING. For a possibility for a DISHWASHING position. HOLY FREAKING COW!!!!!!!
Whatever. I saw a new NCIS earlier and I've been playing SoulSilver all day. It wasn't a TOTAL waste.
Hugz
HM, the birthday girl
As they said they would, Bev, Bentley, Dad and Nana (via phone) woke me up and sang to me this morning. But I got presents so I didn't care that I only got five hours of sleep. I got Pokémon HeartGold AND SoulSilver!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WITH THE POKéWALKER!!!!!!!!!!!! WHEEEE!!!! I haven't started playing HeartGold yet but I'm in Azalea Town (you know, with the Pokéball maker dude, Kurt?) and I have to beat the Gym Leader. OMG I LOVE THE FACT THAT YOUR LEAD POKéMON FOLLOWS YOU OUTSIDE OF ITS BALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's so fun to talk to it!!!!!!! (I'm SUCH a PokéDork) Plus, I got a Jeff Foxworthy comedy CD. I love the guy, but he pales in comparison to HEARTGOLD AND SOULSILVER right now!!!!!!!!
The interview went like this: I got there 50 minutes early. Waited until four when me and ten other people were escorted to a section of the dining room. We waited another ten minutes because the managers were running late. (no comment) Filled out questionnaire as a delaying tactic because they STILL weren't there at 20 after. 25 after, they arrive, and they ask each of us our qualifications, names, etc. Then we do a group question, which I aced. Then they dismissed us.
So much freaking and psyching for NOTHING. For a possibility for a DISHWASHING position. HOLY FREAKING COW!!!!!!!
Whatever. I saw a new NCIS earlier and I've been playing SoulSilver all day. It wasn't a TOTAL waste.
Hugz
HM, the birthday girl
Happy Birthday to Me
Greetings.
I have no idea what Kylie (and eventually Kendra too) were thinking during some of these shows. I'm listening to a few of them now and they're weird. They're funny, don't get me wrong, but they're really weird.
I have an interview later today. I get to interview for one of my favorite restaurants, California Pizza Kitchen. I really really really really really want to work there. The interview technically starts at 4, but I want to be there at 3:25 because they only take, like, the first eight that come in. I really want the job. I love the food and I love the people who work there. I mean, my family has gotten to know one of the waiters and one of the managers. (Whoooo! Major in!) Unfortunately, I just ate a blue cupcake and now the freaking dye won't come off of my tongue nor out of my teeth. I'm going to look like a complete idiot. I'm scared that I'm going to forget something, like my name.
Today is my birthday. But I won't be seventeen officially until 3:58 p.m.
... Two minutes before my interview... Wow. Just wow. I am so getting this job.
Anyways, I get to open a few of my presents tomorrow. Then shower, wash hair, shave legs due to the fact that I am wearing a freaking SKIRT as per Daddy's orders, and sit and wait. I have to make sure my hair, which takes forever and a day to dry, doesn't look hideous because I so very much want this job. Then I have to leave at 3 for the interview. I don't care if I'm 45 minutes early, it just shows them that I'm eager and punctual.
And another thing: COUSIN GINGER IS COMING FRIDAY FOR MY PARTY!!!!!!!!! And I told Roland that I really wanted him to be there without Ronnie because I don't really know her that well. So he's coming anyways even though he told me that he's not comfortable being alone with Ginger, which is completely stupid because at a party, there's no way to be alone. Stupid boy. And so, yeah, GINGER IS COMING!!!!!!! SO PSYCHED, AS YOU CAN TELL BY MY ALL CAPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hugz
HM, the birthday girl
I have no idea what Kylie (and eventually Kendra too) were thinking during some of these shows. I'm listening to a few of them now and they're weird. They're funny, don't get me wrong, but they're really weird.
I have an interview later today. I get to interview for one of my favorite restaurants, California Pizza Kitchen. I really really really really really want to work there. The interview technically starts at 4, but I want to be there at 3:25 because they only take, like, the first eight that come in. I really want the job. I love the food and I love the people who work there. I mean, my family has gotten to know one of the waiters and one of the managers. (Whoooo! Major in!) Unfortunately, I just ate a blue cupcake and now the freaking dye won't come off of my tongue nor out of my teeth. I'm going to look like a complete idiot. I'm scared that I'm going to forget something, like my name.
Today is my birthday. But I won't be seventeen officially until 3:58 p.m.
... Two minutes before my interview... Wow. Just wow. I am so getting this job.
Anyways, I get to open a few of my presents tomorrow. Then shower, wash hair, shave legs due to the fact that I am wearing a freaking SKIRT as per Daddy's orders, and sit and wait. I have to make sure my hair, which takes forever and a day to dry, doesn't look hideous because I so very much want this job. Then I have to leave at 3 for the interview. I don't care if I'm 45 minutes early, it just shows them that I'm eager and punctual.
And another thing: COUSIN GINGER IS COMING FRIDAY FOR MY PARTY!!!!!!!!! And I told Roland that I really wanted him to be there without Ronnie because I don't really know her that well. So he's coming anyways even though he told me that he's not comfortable being alone with Ginger, which is completely stupid because at a party, there's no way to be alone. Stupid boy. And so, yeah, GINGER IS COMING!!!!!!! SO PSYCHED, AS YOU CAN TELL BY MY ALL CAPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hugz
HM, the birthday girl
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Birthday For Sale
Greetings.
I don't want my birthday this year. I mean, here's how it's going to go: Ally isn't coming, Bennie and Jasper are coming late, Roland will forget, and only half the people I invited will come. Every year, people forget my birthday. Aaron and Remy haven't remembered in three years. Last year was decent; I had about 3/4 of the people I invited come, but Ally couldn't make it (again). But the two years prior... My fourteenth: the first guest, Joseph, showed up an hour and 22 minutes late. No one called and said they were going to be late. I thought everyone had forgotten my birthday. Turns out, only a third of them did. My fifteenth: half of the people (I invited about seventeen) that I invited came. No one who didn't come called and said that they weren't coming. Hell, they all (except Ally) RSVPd that they were coming.
I don't want a party this year. I just did it because I wanted Ally to finally meet Joseph and it meant a lot to Bev. Bless her heart, she wants nothing more for me right now than for me to be skinny and popular and I am neither. Also, a lot of my friends at school were wondering why I wasn't having one. I don't want my birthday. I am seriously considering blowing it off, just going someplace where I don't know anyone (which, for someone with xenophobia, is like suicide) and just sit and wait for no one to call or text me, wondering where I am. They'll forget anyways.
Anyone want to buy a birthday? I'm sure all you Leap Year folk wouldn't mind a birthday that comes around every year. Without fail. Who knows? Maybe your friends will remember it. Maybe, if you decide to ditch, they'll wonder where you are. I don't want my birthday. I used to love having a summer birthday. I mean, pool parties, vacation, no school? What kid doesn't want that? But now since everyone's families leave for the beach or Florida or something stupid like that, I want a different birthday. Or better yet, no birthday at all. Nothing to forget.
I want a birthday no one will forget, everyone will remember, everyone will be in town for, and everyone will come to. I'm tired of sitting in an armchair by the door, waiting to see if someone will come. I want either people to remember or to just be left alone. I know that's a bit extreme but I'm just sick and tired of people forgetting, people lying, people not calling, people just being plain old rude to a girl who feels too much where her friends are concerned and who is a level one bipolar so she will cry if her guests aren't there within the first fifteen minutes, which I did that year when Joseph was an hour and 22 minutes late, so I just want everyone to either remember, call, or come, or just leave me alone. I am tired of getting my hopes up.
And those of you who say I'm being way over dramatic: STICK IT IN YOUR EAR.
Hugz
HM
I don't want my birthday this year. I mean, here's how it's going to go: Ally isn't coming, Bennie and Jasper are coming late, Roland will forget, and only half the people I invited will come. Every year, people forget my birthday. Aaron and Remy haven't remembered in three years. Last year was decent; I had about 3/4 of the people I invited come, but Ally couldn't make it (again). But the two years prior... My fourteenth: the first guest, Joseph, showed up an hour and 22 minutes late. No one called and said they were going to be late. I thought everyone had forgotten my birthday. Turns out, only a third of them did. My fifteenth: half of the people (I invited about seventeen) that I invited came. No one who didn't come called and said that they weren't coming. Hell, they all (except Ally) RSVPd that they were coming.
I don't want a party this year. I just did it because I wanted Ally to finally meet Joseph and it meant a lot to Bev. Bless her heart, she wants nothing more for me right now than for me to be skinny and popular and I am neither. Also, a lot of my friends at school were wondering why I wasn't having one. I don't want my birthday. I am seriously considering blowing it off, just going someplace where I don't know anyone (which, for someone with xenophobia, is like suicide) and just sit and wait for no one to call or text me, wondering where I am. They'll forget anyways.
Anyone want to buy a birthday? I'm sure all you Leap Year folk wouldn't mind a birthday that comes around every year. Without fail. Who knows? Maybe your friends will remember it. Maybe, if you decide to ditch, they'll wonder where you are. I don't want my birthday. I used to love having a summer birthday. I mean, pool parties, vacation, no school? What kid doesn't want that? But now since everyone's families leave for the beach or Florida or something stupid like that, I want a different birthday. Or better yet, no birthday at all. Nothing to forget.
I want a birthday no one will forget, everyone will remember, everyone will be in town for, and everyone will come to. I'm tired of sitting in an armchair by the door, waiting to see if someone will come. I want either people to remember or to just be left alone. I know that's a bit extreme but I'm just sick and tired of people forgetting, people lying, people not calling, people just being plain old rude to a girl who feels too much where her friends are concerned and who is a level one bipolar so she will cry if her guests aren't there within the first fifteen minutes, which I did that year when Joseph was an hour and 22 minutes late, so I just want everyone to either remember, call, or come, or just leave me alone. I am tired of getting my hopes up.
And those of you who say I'm being way over dramatic: STICK IT IN YOUR EAR.
Hugz
HM
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Finals: Day 2
Greetings.
Yesterday, I had two finals that weren't really finals. AP English was just our AP test so we all got automatic A pluses. And then I had choir and we just watched our final projects. So, no real finals. Soooooooo easy. I miss Chase. I miss not seeing him every day.
Okay I have my guest list for my party. Submit it for your approval: Claire, Ally, Bennie, Joss, Joseph, Jasper, Pauley, Bentley, Bentley's best friend Toby, Freddy, Chase, Ernie, and my friend from when I went to church briefly named Eve Knightly. (And don't go pronouncing her name all WALL-E like, it's "Eev" not "Eevah", okay?) I don't know how many people will come. And I onlycare if my four sisters and Joseph show. But I really want Pauley to be there. He's one of my oldest friends form way before I met Bennie, Joss, and Joseph. His mom was my second grade teacher. That's how far back we go, even farther, really, to preschool. So technically I knew him before I met Claire too... And truthfully I wish so very much that Jake could be here. Jake moved to a city two and a half hours from me and I miss him dreadfully...
And I've decided against inviting Remy and Aaron. I've learned my lesson. No more trusting them. But I will still keep them in my thoughts. And thinking about Aaron doesn't hurt anymore. I'm growing, I guess. Joss and Freddy, on the other hand... gotta work on that. I'm still torn as to whether or not I should invite Stan. I only know him because of Bennie and I know Bev won't be that enthusiastic about me having my friends' boyfriends over ever since Veteran's Day, 2008. (Did I ever tell that story?) Freddy is my friend so I can invite him and Dad loves fencing with him. But I don't know Stan all that well. I hope he won't take it personally...
Now that I think about it, maybe Chase and Ernie aren't the best ideas... I'll ask them if they would want to come. Yeah, that's a good plan. =)
Hugz
HM
P.S. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GINGER OVERSTREET!!! I LOVE YOU, COUSIN!!!!!!!!!!!! <3
Yesterday, I had two finals that weren't really finals. AP English was just our AP test so we all got automatic A pluses. And then I had choir and we just watched our final projects. So, no real finals. Soooooooo easy. I miss Chase. I miss not seeing him every day.
Okay I have my guest list for my party. Submit it for your approval: Claire, Ally, Bennie, Joss, Joseph, Jasper, Pauley, Bentley, Bentley's best friend Toby, Freddy, Chase, Ernie, and my friend from when I went to church briefly named Eve Knightly. (And don't go pronouncing her name all WALL-E like, it's "Eev" not "Eevah", okay?) I don't know how many people will come. And I onlycare if my four sisters and Joseph show. But I really want Pauley to be there. He's one of my oldest friends form way before I met Bennie, Joss, and Joseph. His mom was my second grade teacher. That's how far back we go, even farther, really, to preschool. So technically I knew him before I met Claire too... And truthfully I wish so very much that Jake could be here. Jake moved to a city two and a half hours from me and I miss him dreadfully...
And I've decided against inviting Remy and Aaron. I've learned my lesson. No more trusting them. But I will still keep them in my thoughts. And thinking about Aaron doesn't hurt anymore. I'm growing, I guess. Joss and Freddy, on the other hand... gotta work on that. I'm still torn as to whether or not I should invite Stan. I only know him because of Bennie and I know Bev won't be that enthusiastic about me having my friends' boyfriends over ever since Veteran's Day, 2008. (Did I ever tell that story?) Freddy is my friend so I can invite him and Dad loves fencing with him. But I don't know Stan all that well. I hope he won't take it personally...
Now that I think about it, maybe Chase and Ernie aren't the best ideas... I'll ask them if they would want to come. Yeah, that's a good plan. =)
Hugz
HM
P.S. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GINGER OVERSTREET!!! I LOVE YOU, COUSIN!!!!!!!!!!!! <3
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
One Week
Greetings.
Well, it's exactly one week from my birthday. Major psychage. I'll be seventeen. It's weird; the teen years are supposed to be definitive, a special event every year. 13: you're officially a teen. 14: you enter high school. 15: you get your permit. 16: you get your license. 18: you're an adult and you can vote. But 17 isn't as special or marked by something fascinating. Maybe it's the year where you can transport minors in California, but I don't know about other states. 17 is what I have dubbed the "blah year". Some of us graduate high school that year, and that's something, but the majority is 18.
Either way, it's one week away from my "blah year". I wonder what presents I'll get. All of my friends know this about me: I'm as impatient to get presents as I am to give them. I love giving presents as much as I love getting them. Christmas is an emotional overload for me, don't even get me started. But my birthday... it kind of lacks the joy I get for giving presents too. It's weird really. Luckily, Nana's birthday is three days before mine and cousin Ginger's is three days before Nana's. So I have SOME gift-giving opportunities. The problem: I never know what to get Ginger. She's flamboyant, larger than life, and provocative in her own way. She's awesome and I love her but because we have such different personalities, I never know what to give her. Nana is easy: art supplies, rom-coms, and Liam Neeson. (ha ha. Maybe i was thinking wishfully. I know I wouldn't mind Liam for MY birthday. I <3 British accents and Qui-Gon Jin. I'm a goner.)
But I don't know... maybe it's because "blah year" is coming, I am not as excited for my birthday as I usually am. I was reluctant to have a party, most likely because I hate seeing how many people don't care if they come or not (see "What Should I Do...?" from 5/19/10), and I just... don't feel it anymore. You know? That wonderful birthday vibe that kids exude naturally and a self-conscious women turning thirty has to fake. Maybe I'm worried about getting older. You know how, when you're a kid, you want to grow up?
WHAT WERE WE THINKING?
The future frightens me, and a birthday is just a stepping stone to that fear, I guess. But the presents help. =)
Hugz
HM
Well, it's exactly one week from my birthday. Major psychage. I'll be seventeen. It's weird; the teen years are supposed to be definitive, a special event every year. 13: you're officially a teen. 14: you enter high school. 15: you get your permit. 16: you get your license. 18: you're an adult and you can vote. But 17 isn't as special or marked by something fascinating. Maybe it's the year where you can transport minors in California, but I don't know about other states. 17 is what I have dubbed the "blah year". Some of us graduate high school that year, and that's something, but the majority is 18.
Either way, it's one week away from my "blah year". I wonder what presents I'll get. All of my friends know this about me: I'm as impatient to get presents as I am to give them. I love giving presents as much as I love getting them. Christmas is an emotional overload for me, don't even get me started. But my birthday... it kind of lacks the joy I get for giving presents too. It's weird really. Luckily, Nana's birthday is three days before mine and cousin Ginger's is three days before Nana's. So I have SOME gift-giving opportunities. The problem: I never know what to get Ginger. She's flamboyant, larger than life, and provocative in her own way. She's awesome and I love her but because we have such different personalities, I never know what to give her. Nana is easy: art supplies, rom-coms, and Liam Neeson. (ha ha. Maybe i was thinking wishfully. I know I wouldn't mind Liam for MY birthday. I <3 British accents and Qui-Gon Jin. I'm a goner.)
But I don't know... maybe it's because "blah year" is coming, I am not as excited for my birthday as I usually am. I was reluctant to have a party, most likely because I hate seeing how many people don't care if they come or not (see "What Should I Do...?" from 5/19/10), and I just... don't feel it anymore. You know? That wonderful birthday vibe that kids exude naturally and a self-conscious women turning thirty has to fake. Maybe I'm worried about getting older. You know how, when you're a kid, you want to grow up?
WHAT WERE WE THINKING?
The future frightens me, and a birthday is just a stepping stone to that fear, I guess. But the presents help. =)
Hugz
HM
Monday, May 31, 2010
Welcome Back, Kotter
Greetings.
I'm just messing around with the title, guys. My name is not now, nor has it ever been, Kotter. I was just commenting on how long it's been since I have posted a blog. And truthfully, I missed it so much. It's so very therapeutic. I love it! The reason I haven't been on recently is because at the Sheraton, where the Gaming Convention (WHEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!) was held, made you pay for Internet in the rooms and I was usually in one of the ballrooms which only has Internet with a password. So, basically, no Internet. Which also meant that I had, like, 20 updates on Facebook and seventy billion emails. And I missed talking to Ally... Wah... I still have her birthday presents!
Anyways, I am having a birthday party and its another one of those pool party dealios with all of my friends. I wish I could think of something better, but as a consolation, we're watching ALICE IN WONDERLAND while we eat so YAY!!!!!!!! It's in my top 3 for Favorite Fantasies, the other two being THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA: THE LION, THE WITCH, AND THE WARDROBE and HELLBOY. (omg, Hellboy is so smexy! I love him! I'm weird, get over it.) The LORD OF THE RINGS trilogy occupies slots 4, 5, and 6, btw. (Also, I'd like to point out that two of the INUYASHA movies, AFFECTIONS TOUCHING ACROSS TIME and THE CASTLE BEYOND THE LOOKING GLASS are my numbers 4 and 5 slots for animated. I LOVE INUYASHA!!!!)
Wow, I got way off track. So, birthday. I don't know when exactly I'm going to have it, but definitely on my birthweek... I'm worried that it'll coincide with rehearsal for ALICE IN WONDERLAND, for which I got the QUEEN OF HEARTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAHOO!!!!!! (...omg, did I seriously just say "Yahoo"???????) And I'm so psyched to be seventeen. I can finally buy Joseph BIOSHOCK 2. ... Wow, that's a really lame reason. Also, in October, I can transport minors. Bennie, Joss, and I have plans to go get Bennie's hair cut and donated to Locks for Love and I'm treating them to mani-pedis.
I can't wait to be seventeen!
Hugz
HM
I'm just messing around with the title, guys. My name is not now, nor has it ever been, Kotter. I was just commenting on how long it's been since I have posted a blog. And truthfully, I missed it so much. It's so very therapeutic. I love it! The reason I haven't been on recently is because at the Sheraton, where the Gaming Convention (WHEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!) was held, made you pay for Internet in the rooms and I was usually in one of the ballrooms which only has Internet with a password. So, basically, no Internet. Which also meant that I had, like, 20 updates on Facebook and seventy billion emails. And I missed talking to Ally... Wah... I still have her birthday presents!
Anyways, I am having a birthday party and its another one of those pool party dealios with all of my friends. I wish I could think of something better, but as a consolation, we're watching ALICE IN WONDERLAND while we eat so YAY!!!!!!!! It's in my top 3 for Favorite Fantasies, the other two being THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA: THE LION, THE WITCH, AND THE WARDROBE and HELLBOY. (omg, Hellboy is so smexy! I love him! I'm weird, get over it.) The LORD OF THE RINGS trilogy occupies slots 4, 5, and 6, btw. (Also, I'd like to point out that two of the INUYASHA movies, AFFECTIONS TOUCHING ACROSS TIME and THE CASTLE BEYOND THE LOOKING GLASS are my numbers 4 and 5 slots for animated. I LOVE INUYASHA!!!!)
Wow, I got way off track. So, birthday. I don't know when exactly I'm going to have it, but definitely on my birthweek... I'm worried that it'll coincide with rehearsal for ALICE IN WONDERLAND, for which I got the QUEEN OF HEARTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAHOO!!!!!! (...omg, did I seriously just say "Yahoo"???????) And I'm so psyched to be seventeen. I can finally buy Joseph BIOSHOCK 2. ... Wow, that's a really lame reason. Also, in October, I can transport minors. Bennie, Joss, and I have plans to go get Bennie's hair cut and donated to Locks for Love and I'm treating them to mani-pedis.
I can't wait to be seventeen!
Hugz
HM
Monday, May 24, 2010
Broke Month
Greetings.
Mrs. Morton's birthday was today. Joseph's was a little over a week ago. Ally's is tomorrow. I swear when I am out on my own supporting myself, May is going to be my official broke month. Seriously, aside from January, which is Bev, Aunt Gertie, Josie, AND Jeremy's birthdays, May is my most financially draining birthday month. Plus, there's Mother's Day! AUGH!!!!
I got four hours of sleep last night. So I am going to bed early. Like, seriously, now. I just don't feel right going to sleep without writing SOMETHING in my blog. Good night.
Hugz
HM
Mrs. Morton's birthday was today. Joseph's was a little over a week ago. Ally's is tomorrow. I swear when I am out on my own supporting myself, May is going to be my official broke month. Seriously, aside from January, which is Bev, Aunt Gertie, Josie, AND Jeremy's birthdays, May is my most financially draining birthday month. Plus, there's Mother's Day! AUGH!!!!
I got four hours of sleep last night. So I am going to bed early. Like, seriously, now. I just don't feel right going to sleep without writing SOMETHING in my blog. Good night.
Hugz
HM
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
What Should I Do...?
Greetings.
Well, here's the time of year I both dread and anticipate the most: my birthday. It's in less than three weeks. Ally's is in less than a week. And I have absolutely no idea what I'm going to do. For the past six or seven years, we've had a pool party, barbecued, watched a movie, and opened presents. Easy-peasy, right? But I'm so bored of my birthday. I want to do something I've never done for my birthday this year. Mostly because my past birthdays have been a disaster.
For my fifteenth one, the first person to arrive was over an hour late. It was Joseph. But the thing is no one called to say, "Hey, we're running late." For a whole hour and twenty-two minutes, I thought everyone had forgotten my birthday. I was sitting in my living room with my bathing suit on and sitting in the armchair facing the door. I sat like that, not doing anything else (except cry after the first fifty-five minutes) for an hour and twenty-two minutes. It was awful. I thought the people that I loved most in the world had forgotten me. And then, when the people did show up, only half came and Bennie and I were the only girls. (Not a total loss.) It was Bennie, Joseph, Roland, Freddy, Pauley, Jake, Bentley, Bentley's best friend Toby Brunstedt, and I. That was it. I still had fun, I guess. But I was so very hurt. Everyone RSVP'd that they were coming...
For my sixteenth, we had the pool party, but Claire couldn't make it and we found out that my cousin, Ginger Overstreet, was coming a day late. So it was me, Joesph, Bennie, Pauley, Roland, Nate (I had invited him before we broke up and Bev made me let him come), Toby, Bentley, Joss, Ally, and Colleen. (Ally and Colleen came for about half an hour. Or was that my fourteenth? I forget...) I enjoyed myself. I love my friends. And then on my actual birthday, Bev took Claire, Ginger (who had arrived the day before), and I to Six Flags. I got whatever I wanted because Bev knew that I was really hurt that a lot of the people I invited didn't come again. (koff koff Aaron koff koff Remy koff koff)
But now... what to do? Ally has been pestering me for forever about meeting Joseph (he's the only one of my best friends/sisters she hasn't met yet) and I have been pestering her for forever about finally making it to one of my birthday parties. So we figure we combine the two. But the question is how? I don't like GOING to the movies. (But I like movies at home. I like subtitles. So sue me. But if were up to Bentley, he would.) I figured an enormous dinner or something like that would be good... or bowling. I haven't been bowling in years... Or ice skating. But I don't know if Joseph would like that... He's very picky and stubborn, even when it comes to activities. Uuuuuuuugggggghhhh what do I do? I want all of my friends to come: Pauley, Ally, Colleen, Bentley, Claire, Bennie, Joss, Toby (Bev and Dad make us invite one of the other's friends to birthday parties so they aren't alone), Joseph, and Jake. But I know Jake can't come; he moved out of town a year ago... I cry when I think about him too much. He was one of my best friends. And I don't know about Roland...
Help me!
Hugz
HM
Well, here's the time of year I both dread and anticipate the most: my birthday. It's in less than three weeks. Ally's is in less than a week. And I have absolutely no idea what I'm going to do. For the past six or seven years, we've had a pool party, barbecued, watched a movie, and opened presents. Easy-peasy, right? But I'm so bored of my birthday. I want to do something I've never done for my birthday this year. Mostly because my past birthdays have been a disaster.
For my fifteenth one, the first person to arrive was over an hour late. It was Joseph. But the thing is no one called to say, "Hey, we're running late." For a whole hour and twenty-two minutes, I thought everyone had forgotten my birthday. I was sitting in my living room with my bathing suit on and sitting in the armchair facing the door. I sat like that, not doing anything else (except cry after the first fifty-five minutes) for an hour and twenty-two minutes. It was awful. I thought the people that I loved most in the world had forgotten me. And then, when the people did show up, only half came and Bennie and I were the only girls. (Not a total loss.) It was Bennie, Joseph, Roland, Freddy, Pauley, Jake, Bentley, Bentley's best friend Toby Brunstedt, and I. That was it. I still had fun, I guess. But I was so very hurt. Everyone RSVP'd that they were coming...
For my sixteenth, we had the pool party, but Claire couldn't make it and we found out that my cousin, Ginger Overstreet, was coming a day late. So it was me, Joesph, Bennie, Pauley, Roland, Nate (I had invited him before we broke up and Bev made me let him come), Toby, Bentley, Joss, Ally, and Colleen. (Ally and Colleen came for about half an hour. Or was that my fourteenth? I forget...) I enjoyed myself. I love my friends. And then on my actual birthday, Bev took Claire, Ginger (who had arrived the day before), and I to Six Flags. I got whatever I wanted because Bev knew that I was really hurt that a lot of the people I invited didn't come again. (koff koff Aaron koff koff Remy koff koff)
But now... what to do? Ally has been pestering me for forever about meeting Joseph (he's the only one of my best friends/sisters she hasn't met yet) and I have been pestering her for forever about finally making it to one of my birthday parties. So we figure we combine the two. But the question is how? I don't like GOING to the movies. (But I like movies at home. I like subtitles. So sue me. But if were up to Bentley, he would.) I figured an enormous dinner or something like that would be good... or bowling. I haven't been bowling in years... Or ice skating. But I don't know if Joseph would like that... He's very picky and stubborn, even when it comes to activities. Uuuuuuuugggggghhhh what do I do? I want all of my friends to come: Pauley, Ally, Colleen, Bentley, Claire, Bennie, Joss, Toby (Bev and Dad make us invite one of the other's friends to birthday parties so they aren't alone), Joseph, and Jake. But I know Jake can't come; he moved out of town a year ago... I cry when I think about him too much. He was one of my best friends. And I don't know about Roland...
Help me!
Hugz
HM
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Happy Birthday, Dear Joseph
Greetings.
Today was Joseph's birthday party. I had soooooo much fun!!!! I didn't know a lot of the people he invited, but on the bright side I as was the only girl. (HAAAAA-LLELUJAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) It was him, Jasper, his senior band friend Esteban, his sophomore band friend Tommy, his graduated band friend David, and me. Well, us plus Mr. and Mrs. Morton and Jasper's dad I call Uncle Morton. (Because I know Joseph more than Jasper and, well... you get it right?) All of us went go-kart racing (I came in second to last, which is pretty good for a girl who was competing against a whole bunch of guys who had done it several times before and when I hadn't done it before.) and then we saw IRON MAN 2. Even with my aversion to blood, or hemophobia, the technical term, which is just a fancy way of saying that blood, real or fake, makes me sick or faint, the movie was pretty good. I understood everything even without seeing the first one. (We watched IRON MAN while we ate after the movie.) After that, we went back to Joseph's house and all the boys except Esteban, who is not a big fan of swimming (I don't know either), went swimming. I was... physically incapable of swimming today so I didn't even bother to bring my swim gear.
After swimming, we ate Pizza Hut stuff and watched IRON MAN and ate cake from Jackson's. (swoon. I know you're not supposed to swoon over cake but... swoon.) Then David had to go home so Tommy, Jasper, Esteban, Joseph, and I went back to Joseph's room and played video games. It was fun... I had been playing Super Smash Bros. Melee with my neck at a weird angle so Joseph gave me a neck massage. (OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) And then I gave him a tickle attack and his head wound up in my lap and he left it there for a little bit. (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
I love today.
Hugz
HM
Today was Joseph's birthday party. I had soooooo much fun!!!! I didn't know a lot of the people he invited, but on the bright side I as was the only girl. (HAAAAA-LLELUJAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) It was him, Jasper, his senior band friend Esteban, his sophomore band friend Tommy, his graduated band friend David, and me. Well, us plus Mr. and Mrs. Morton and Jasper's dad I call Uncle Morton. (Because I know Joseph more than Jasper and, well... you get it right?) All of us went go-kart racing (I came in second to last, which is pretty good for a girl who was competing against a whole bunch of guys who had done it several times before and when I hadn't done it before.) and then we saw IRON MAN 2. Even with my aversion to blood, or hemophobia, the technical term, which is just a fancy way of saying that blood, real or fake, makes me sick or faint, the movie was pretty good. I understood everything even without seeing the first one. (We watched IRON MAN while we ate after the movie.) After that, we went back to Joseph's house and all the boys except Esteban, who is not a big fan of swimming (I don't know either), went swimming. I was... physically incapable of swimming today so I didn't even bother to bring my swim gear.
After swimming, we ate Pizza Hut stuff and watched IRON MAN and ate cake from Jackson's. (swoon. I know you're not supposed to swoon over cake but... swoon.) Then David had to go home so Tommy, Jasper, Esteban, Joseph, and I went back to Joseph's room and played video games. It was fun... I had been playing Super Smash Bros. Melee with my neck at a weird angle so Joseph gave me a neck massage. (OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) And then I gave him a tickle attack and his head wound up in my lap and he left it there for a little bit. (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
I love today.
Hugz
HM
Friday, May 14, 2010
Tradition (á la Fiddler on the Roof)
Greetings.
Well, I have mixed feelings about today. Freddy didn't come to lunch today and make me feel unwanted. We played BS; Emma won, and then Bennie and I tied. No homework. Gamer's Club was fun, but both Freddy and Joss were there so I didn't want to stay long... I mean, I brought her to Gamer's Club, knowing he would be there, and then I want to cry about it. What is WRONG with me?
Also today I continued the Joseph Birthday Tradition: embarrass him all morning and then give him something sweet for lunch. Freshman year, I had the class sing to him in every class we had together and then I gave him one of those personalized gigantic cookies they sell at Albertson's. Sophomore year, I had the entire cafeteria sing to him (oh, how he hated me) and then gave him my secret recipe brownies that he actually likes. This year, I wrote "Happy Birthday, Joseph" on the board in his first period, which just so happens to be Señor de Soto. He made the class sing to him in Spanish and made Joseph wear this hat that people in Chile wear. It looks like a sombrero and a cowboy hat had a love child. Señor de Soto made him wear it all period. Joseph was really not happy this year, but not as bad as sophomore year. I made it up to him by getting him a piece of his favorite cake from his favorite restaurant in town, a Tex-Mex place called Jackson's, I think. And then I tortured him by tickling him. He hates it when I do that but he always says "Stop it!" with a cute little smile. He also tried to poke me and get me to jump (which is how I tickle him) but he didn't succeed. I'm not ticklish. And he knows it.
I always tell Ally about my dat. Heck, she reads this blog. She thinks I'm getting closer with Joseph. YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I feel better.
That's it for now. I shall write a review of Bentley's show later when I get back home. (I have a very bad feeling about this...)
Hugz
HM
Well, I have mixed feelings about today. Freddy didn't come to lunch today and make me feel unwanted. We played BS; Emma won, and then Bennie and I tied. No homework. Gamer's Club was fun, but both Freddy and Joss were there so I didn't want to stay long... I mean, I brought her to Gamer's Club, knowing he would be there, and then I want to cry about it. What is WRONG with me?
Also today I continued the Joseph Birthday Tradition: embarrass him all morning and then give him something sweet for lunch. Freshman year, I had the class sing to him in every class we had together and then I gave him one of those personalized gigantic cookies they sell at Albertson's. Sophomore year, I had the entire cafeteria sing to him (oh, how he hated me) and then gave him my secret recipe brownies that he actually likes. This year, I wrote "Happy Birthday, Joseph" on the board in his first period, which just so happens to be Señor de Soto. He made the class sing to him in Spanish and made Joseph wear this hat that people in Chile wear. It looks like a sombrero and a cowboy hat had a love child. Señor de Soto made him wear it all period. Joseph was really not happy this year, but not as bad as sophomore year. I made it up to him by getting him a piece of his favorite cake from his favorite restaurant in town, a Tex-Mex place called Jackson's, I think. And then I tortured him by tickling him. He hates it when I do that but he always says "Stop it!" with a cute little smile. He also tried to poke me and get me to jump (which is how I tickle him) but he didn't succeed. I'm not ticklish. And he knows it.
I always tell Ally about my dat. Heck, she reads this blog. She thinks I'm getting closer with Joseph. YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I feel better.
That's it for now. I shall write a review of Bentley's show later when I get back home. (I have a very bad feeling about this...)
Hugz
HM
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