I'm twenty-three now and I've yet to learn to let go of things. I take things to heart far too much and I've feared the worst way too many times. I've been let down so much that I put this wall up only to have it broken by charm. I'm twenty-three now and I want to rely on only myself; I want to make myself happy.
My friend Amy, the only friend around here that wasn't too busy to do anything, hung out with me. We went to build-a-bear because I really wanted this cute new pink bear that I stared at each time I walked by. She created the cute rainbow rabbit. Then we saw 21 which was just okay. I'd grade the movie a B+ because of Jim Sturgess. But the movie failed to do it for me; I won't buy the DVD nor will I recommend you all to watch it (you're not missing anything).
Anyway, have a good night <3 Happy Sunday.
Tomorrow: Chrysler Museum of Art (high school gallery opened today!) - Build-a-Bear (pink heart bear!) - 21 (Jim Sturgess<3!) Woo.
Thanks again. Today made me feel real happy.
PS: I went and bought 5$ worth of Mega Millions Lottery numbers (because my mom wanted me to...) and I didn't get carded! Unfortunately at dinner I got carded when I ordered a strawberry daiquiri... oh well. I love rum...tequila...whatever was in my daiquiri... tehe :o)
Let this day last forever. I don't want to turn twenty-three tomorrow.
I walked around all day as if my feet were heavier than yesterday. Each step I took my foot rammed into the ground. Even on the interstate, I drove with a heavy foot. Without a care in the world, I pressed the gas pedal harder and harder glancing down as the red arrow slowly moved clockwise. 70...75...80. I've never gone 80 mph on the interstate before; I fear every cop in the city will be behind me if I go 25 over the speed limit. But today, I did not care.
Today sucked. And I realize that in a couple of hours, I'm going to be 23. I should have a happy birthday, right? I mean everyone in the world -except for the Jehovah's Witness clan- deserves to have a happy birthday. I can't imagine having one right now. Life either sucks or I suck at life.
I got a call from my university's writing center. Remember that mishap last weekend about my registration? They didn't have a packet for me to take because apparently I wasn't registered, but I had that registration paper as proof that I am registered to take the exam. A guy named Jeb called me a little after 7pm tonight and informed me that he cannot grade my test because I am not registered. I told him my situation, the mix up, and what occurred on Saturday. All he can say is that I should register and retake the exam next month unless I can show him a copy of my registration confirmation page.
Well, just my luck... I can't find that damn paper. I must have thrown it out when I was cleaning my room last weekend in preparation for my extended family visit. Perfect, right?
So it sounds like I'm going to sign up for the exam tomorrow, again, for next month. So lame. I'm beyond angry right now. I feel like when I was in high school trying to pass my driver's permit test. Freaking hopeless.
And so I end my last day not so happy, with a frown. I feel disappointed. There's so much more I choose not to write about on Vox, but there's more to add to the disappointment--I just choose not to say.
However, I don't want to end this post or my 22nd year of my life pessimistic and hopeless. I refuse to. All I can say is that God better have something perfect in store for me because I hate feeling this damn low.
Imitating Disney's Alice in Wonderland. So far, I'm excited to see how it'll turn out. But for now... I have class. Be back after 7 :o)
Anyway, so my birthday is on Friday (ugh) and my family and I are going out to dinner. I'm going to convince everyone to go to The Cheesecake Factory because I'm craving tiramisu. I planned a birthday dinner for Macaroni Grill on Saturday night, but apparently everyone I asked to come out to dinner is too busy except for Amy. Instead of dinner, we're going to Build-A-Bear (because I want the new Pink Heart Bear...) and then watch 21 (Jim Sturgess is <3). So that'll be fun.
PS: I want a baby (haha). I miss my 1-year-old cousin that's been with us the past couple of days. He is so cute!
- On-and-off five hours of sleep.
- Classes and school work. No fun time with our visitors.
- Lame friends. I don't have any plans for my birthday this weekend besides dinner with the fambam.
- I drank soda twice today. First, Coke from Silver Diner and a Cherry Coke from AMC.
- Came home from class late this morning and everyone went to Silver Diner. By the time I met them they already had their food, so I bought a Burger Basket to go. Jeff ate half of mom's leftover jumbo cheeseburger and one of my mini burgers. Yummo. I love Silver Diner.
- Every Dasani machine in BAL (at school) is always sold out.
- Didn't finish an assignment; turned in only half of an assignment. Oops.
- My minor.
- Chilly weather.
- Extra two points on my midterm; bringing my 70 up to a 72%. Still considered lame, but I got two points.
- 3:00 Class canceled.
- 10,000 BC with Jean. Good movie.
- Mini Burger Basket from Silver Diner.
- I love being called "Ate Barbs"
- Babies.
- Drinking coke with a green milkshake straw.
- Thirty minute nap.
- Cherry coke.
- Leona Lewis' Spirit.
- Sunny weather.
We had extended family come in today, and they're here until Wednesday morning. It's been very long. All day it's been eating, tagalog, ilocano, miko barking, and baby drool. Aww. The baby's too cute; I really want a baby (>.>). It's been fun. Just busy. Hardly had time to talk to Jay or come online or get school work done. I'm completely exhausted. I'm thinking of skipping OTS tomorrow morning, but I've already skipped once.
Oh, ensemada...
I did get a couple wonderful early birthday greetings from Sha and Cee. Thanks, lovelies <3
I went over to my second family's place to have Easter. I go every year to help out with hiding the Easter eggs in the backyard. This year was different. After the children found the easter eggs (which took so much shorter than how long it took for us to hide the eggs), the children wanted to RE-HIDE the eggs and have the ADULTS (that's me!) find the eggs! It was super fun. One of the kid's dad used a pepsi box as his easter basket and started stealing other people's eggs from their baskets. Haha. It was fun. If you celebrate Easter, I hope you have a nice day =)
Guess who's birthday is next weekend? Mine!
