Just thirteen days until my birthday! Well, thirteen days and nineteen hours. I hope we're not moving on that day.
I can't believe I've only had 23 birthdays so far. Seems I spend 364 days waiting for the sixth of December, and then it's gone and I'm wondering why I was so impatient. Especially since I don't have friends, or parties anymore. I just get older and sometimes it's the worst day of my life. My last birthday, I was looking forward to making my own cake, and then it was done for me. All my plans were thrown out the window, and my family argued with everything I said. It was like every other day of my life. And here I am, looking forward to it again. I may be getting older, but I'm not learning.
I don't even know why I waste 364 days a year waiting for that one day. It's not like I even consider my birthday to be a 24-hour occasion. I was born at 8:37 AM. So, in my way of thinking, my birthday hasn't begun at 8:36, and at 8:38 it's over. So in truth I only have sixty seconds to eat cake and feel special, and that doesn't happen anymore. It used to. Every time I learned some-thing, I felt good about myself. I felt good when I spoke to a neigh-bor, or made a new friend. I guess the last time I really felt good about myself was when, with the help of my sister, we fired our godmother for being a bitch.
But at least I still have the memory. Maybe I should hire her back, and fire her again on my birthday so I'll have a birthday ann-iversary. I could call it a birthary. Or a birthiversary. I don't know which one I like better!
I can't believe I've only had 23 birthdays so far. Seems I spend 364 days waiting for the sixth of December, and then it's gone and I'm wondering why I was so impatient. Especially since I don't have friends, or parties anymore. I just get older and sometimes it's the worst day of my life. My last birthday, I was looking forward to making my own cake, and then it was done for me. All my plans were thrown out the window, and my family argued with everything I said. It was like every other day of my life. And here I am, looking forward to it again. I may be getting older, but I'm not learning.
I don't even know why I waste 364 days a year waiting for that one day. It's not like I even consider my birthday to be a 24-hour occasion. I was born at 8:37 AM. So, in my way of thinking, my birthday hasn't begun at 8:36, and at 8:38 it's over. So in truth I only have sixty seconds to eat cake and feel special, and that doesn't happen anymore. It used to. Every time I learned some-thing, I felt good about myself. I felt good when I spoke to a neigh-bor, or made a new friend. I guess the last time I really felt good about myself was when, with the help of my sister, we fired our godmother for being a bitch.
But at least I still have the memory. Maybe I should hire her back, and fire her again on my birthday so I'll have a birthday ann-iversary. I could call it a birthary. Or a birthiversary. I don't know which one I like better!
We moved into that house just fifteen days after my nineteenth birthday...and now I'm 25! It would suck to move on your birthday, but I guess if there are benefits, it would make your move-in date easily memorable, and you'd be doing something on that day, even if it's a kinda sucky thing...
ReplyDeleteHow does it feel to know you'll be 24? I know that most of the time, we don't feel any older, but ever since I realized I was going to be 25, I haven't wanted to think about it; I feel pretty old. I used to hate it when people said their birthday was just another day, because I figured any occasion on which you should have cake and presents is a great one, but now I think I get it... :p
Birthdays are definitely much less fun as adults, I guess...and like Christmas, it's just over too quickly...
I hope this is a better birthday, though; do you have plans (to try making your own cake again) of any kind?
I remember that! She was being so nosy! I had really liked her for years, too...2010, 2011, and 2012 were some of the worst and best years of my life so far...
My plan, since April or May, was to get a milk-shake from Rocko's, where I've only been twice - and only once to get a milkshake. They do them much better than DQ. I think, though, I'm going to make milkshakes a once-a-year thing.
DeleteI feel scared. I understand it more now, too.
She wasn't just being nosy - she was also being rude. I don't think you were here when she in-sulted me. She said I didn't have a chance of getting into college. It's a pretty rude thing to say, even if it's true.
Better milkshakes than DQ? I can't even remember DQ milkshakes, so maybe they just weren't that great ... A&W milkshakes are sort of sandy; you feel like you've got a mouthful of gravel instead of ice cream ... so far, McDonald's milkshakes are some of the best I've found :p
DeleteI'm sorry you feel scared; is there anything I can do?
I don't think I heard that ... I know she butted into Mom's and Dad's business, and I know she thought their split was "funny", and I know she contacted Geoff (before I'd even met him) to ask him questions, and apparently she'd even told him she was my stepmother!), but I don't think I knew she said that to you ...
A&W doesn't have milkshakes here. And I don't recall ever being in a McDonald's.
DeleteNo, age is pretty much unstoppable. But thanks for asking. ^^
I think Mom was on the phone with her, or reading her nasty emails, but I was standing in the hall when Mom told Lorne what she'd said. It's a pretty blind-spot area (and I'm quiet), so she looked pretty surprised when she came into the hall and saw me.
I think all A&W's have milkshakes, but sometimes it depends on the time of day; I think it was an A&W we (G. and I) went to one morning on our way out of town that wouldn't be serving milkshakes until later in the day...
DeleteYou've been to LOTS of McDonald's, lol, before I moved here, I took you and Mom out for lunch at one, and don't you remember the PlayPlace in Abbotsford? We used to love the ball pit...
Oh, I had been thinking Maureen told you those things to your face! That would be worse...my guess is, Mom didn't want you to hear what Maureen had said...regardless of who she said it to, it was still rude, I think :|
I do remember the PlayPlace! I know we made some of our childhood friends there. One, at least. I recently found my old address book; and I don't think I ever called any of them - or visited the one I said I would visit.
DeleteThe only thing I recall about a ball pit is Leonard trying to capture Sheldon.
Yep; I remember when we moved back to Abbotsford after living in Vanderhoof (I think that's where we moved from) and we were devastated to stand next to the cardboard cutout in the PlayPlace and realize we were too tall to be allowed in, even though we were still kids...
DeleteI know we also got into a fight with another kid in there, one of those childish "My parents are better than your parents" fights, haha :p
That I do not remember. All I can recall is getting my foot stuck in the net and crying my head off. Oh, and ice cream.
DeleteAww! That made me laugh, but it's so cute and funny and sad :D
DeleteWell, that's (mostly) good. :)
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