Dear me! It has been a week since my last post, I feel like such a slacker or it could just be that I lead a boring life. I am tempted to think the latter.
Even though I still have my whole english paper to write, and it IS a rather ungoldy hour to me scribbling (typing) my thoughts, I must update this, since it IS my birthday!
Yes, that is rather strange to me, because I was thinking how much I have changed, and my life has changed since my last birthday, this brithday didn't even FEEL like a birthday, if you know what I mean.
Yesterday, we went over to Grandma's and ate cheese sandwhiches (I believe it is now tradition) and birthday cake, and slept on the couch. We came home, and opened my presents. Yay for me, happy birthday. (I must note, all my presents were quite lovely.) This morning, I had to drag my lazy, fat carcass out of bed and go to school, which was quite awful, with the teacher and classmates from hell.
And I had to go to work. Well, the Lord gave me the blessing of not having any twits to work with, instead, I had the slow, steady, plodding girl who TAKES FOREVER to do anything and if you ask her a question, she can't answer it without ten minutes of heavy thinking which involves stopping all other work. Oh yes, we were short staffed, with no supervisors, so she took it upon herself to be a super. Ahem! Interesting...
And then, my dear lovely sisters, brother, and adopted family came in and sang me happy birthday and gave me adorable balloons! It was so... special, I felt so LOVED! I smiled at all the customers for like the next half hour, I thought my face was going to split in half. I love it, I have this following of old people who like me at work. =) Whenever they come in, they make a point to say something nice to me. I had this one lady come in who I thought I had never seen before, and she was like "I remember you from last time I came in, your so nice and cheerful. I hope they properly appreciate you." Ahhh! You have to love those people. =)
On a sadder note, a much, much sadder note. Such a sad note in fact, I almost decided it had spoiled my birthday, but I decided to be more mature than that. (Being mature and responsible is not all it's cracked up to be.) I won't be able to go to Jared's graduation. Sigh. I don't think anyone realizes just how much I have looked forward to this, and, I know Laura and Joy think they do, but it is rather hard to explain. Someone has to be here to watch the office, and I wanted to stay behind because, one, I am never sacrificing for the family, whereas Joy and Laura are constantly denying themselves SOMETHING for the good of the family, while I stay like the little princess on my little cloud of luxery.
Secondly, Joy has made such a impact on Jared's life for the better, she is one of those people he will look back on with such awe and gratefulness for the stuff she did for him. So she HAS to go to graduation!
For my own sake, let me commiserate with myself. You can skip it, or sympathize, but I must properly express my feelings before I can put this behind me. I know he'll be sad I won't be there, but it won't make that big of a difference to him, it just meant allot to me. Because, I have been looking forward to this for FOREVER! And the fact that i have to skip it isn't even the hard part, the hard part is Dad doesn't understand, not one bit. He thinks the only sort of relationship that ever existed between Jared and I was that of the romantic. He doesn't realize what a brother he was when Mom left, or what friends we were and how much fun we had.
So, to Dad, for me not to go isn't a big deal, because the only reason I want to go are the shreds of a two-year-old stale relationship. Sometimes, I cannot understand that man. I do not know what his recent obession with relationships are, I mean, he says Laura and I are a "item" what in the world is that supposed to mean????
Anyway, moving right along. Life will continue. And I will go on forgotten...
It's probably best that I stay home so I can study for the upcoming test, because this last test I barely scraped by with another 91, and I was allot more confindent than a 91. Alas!
I wish I could post more but my mind is one big mush pot, so I must toddle.