Quizzes and Birthdays and YHO
May. 15th, 2005 01:11 pmHappy Birthday to Me.
This is my pretend cake:

It is for an 18-year-old (obviously, lol . . . ), and it even says "Amy" on it, if you look really closely.
( Quizzes )
I have some weird phantom period going on. I am cramping and in an absolutely abysmal mood, and yet there is nothing happening. This is very, very bizarre.
Mom got me a bath caboodle and some Pocky just now for my birthday. I am going to get a computer eventually, but we have to figure some stuff out about that, first . . .
I worked on my mask for about forever and a day and Mom just walked by and made some snide comment about how I don't have enough books referenced (because I have my favorite passages of some of my favorite books cut out and pasted across the mask, blending in with the colors and everything). I was trying to avoid wasting more copy machine ink, but, well, I guess she's asking for it.
I wish I weren't in such a bad mood. I'm a crotchety adult already.
I told Tiffany I'd get her her ticket (since we have a bunch between the season tickets Tory and I don't need for YHO concerts we already play in and the complementary tickets we get for playing in the orchestra) for the YHO concert at some point, but I don't think she's home from the dunes, or will be home until after it's too late for me to get it to her. I'll reimburse her, of course, if she ends up having to pay, but I'm afraid if I don't get ahold of her, she'll just not go, and try blaming me not getting her a ticket as an excuse.
Grama and Winston are supposed to be here within the hour, and then Papa and Jana are all meeting us at the concert, and we're going out to eat afterwards. I wish I were much more amiable and much less in pain.
You know, I would have expected my 14th birthday to be bad (actually, lol, I think it was, but that happened BEFORE I started writing . . . I seem to recall something about Tiffany and Amber fighting and Tiffany crying and all the random girls in gym class that Tiffany hated suddenly coming to her "rescue" and it being very awkward, lol . . . ), since Megumi's and Andy's are, but neither of them even HAVE an 18th birthday in my story . . .
Ah well, perhaps 'twill turn out alright.
This is my pretend cake:

It is for an 18-year-old (obviously, lol . . . ), and it even says "Amy" on it, if you look really closely.
( Quizzes )
I have some weird phantom period going on. I am cramping and in an absolutely abysmal mood, and yet there is nothing happening. This is very, very bizarre.
Mom got me a bath caboodle and some Pocky just now for my birthday. I am going to get a computer eventually, but we have to figure some stuff out about that, first . . .
I worked on my mask for about forever and a day and Mom just walked by and made some snide comment about how I don't have enough books referenced (because I have my favorite passages of some of my favorite books cut out and pasted across the mask, blending in with the colors and everything). I was trying to avoid wasting more copy machine ink, but, well, I guess she's asking for it.
I wish I weren't in such a bad mood. I'm a crotchety adult already.
I told Tiffany I'd get her her ticket (since we have a bunch between the season tickets Tory and I don't need for YHO concerts we already play in and the complementary tickets we get for playing in the orchestra) for the YHO concert at some point, but I don't think she's home from the dunes, or will be home until after it's too late for me to get it to her. I'll reimburse her, of course, if she ends up having to pay, but I'm afraid if I don't get ahold of her, she'll just not go, and try blaming me not getting her a ticket as an excuse.
Grama and Winston are supposed to be here within the hour, and then Papa and Jana are all meeting us at the concert, and we're going out to eat afterwards. I wish I were much more amiable and much less in pain.
You know, I would have expected my 14th birthday to be bad (actually, lol, I think it was, but that happened BEFORE I started writing . . . I seem to recall something about Tiffany and Amber fighting and Tiffany crying and all the random girls in gym class that Tiffany hated suddenly coming to her "rescue" and it being very awkward, lol . . . ), since Megumi's and Andy's are, but neither of them even HAVE an 18th birthday in my story . . .
Ah well, perhaps 'twill turn out alright.
