November 30, 2008

• My Eighteenth Birthday!

  
  

  I am pretty happy I am now eighteen! I don’t feel too much of a difference but I am legal now to do whatever I want? There is nothing I really want to do anymore other than vote but voting is over now.

  For my sleep over I had Cathy, Kristen, Krislyn and Keira over. The little inside joke was that everyone at my sleepover started with the letter “K” except Cathy but I said, well her name should start with a “K”! It was so funny because during Jr. High Cathy had to get everyone to spell her name right, for some reason everyone thought it did start with a “K”.

  At the sleep over, it was interesting because we talked to Henry on webcam and we discussed “American culture”. We talked about the slang term for “bomb” and how Americans like to bomb which was a hilarious conversation. If you use bomb in a past tense, like “I bombed that test” it becomes negative, which means you failed the test but if you were to say “America is so bomb!” then that just means we are awesome. Cathy made an interesting joke, saying “America is bomb and if you don’t like America then America will bomb you”. Ha-ha, I thought it was funny but a pretty mean after I thought about it.

  We stayed up pretty late, watching Twilight on TV-links and that movie sucked. I am in the middle of the third book and although I enjoy reading this cheesy romance I would prefer other books instead. This movie I wouldn’t waste my money on.

  I had another combined birthday party with my sister since we are in the same birth month. We generally had about thirty or so guests. I felt a little bad that my sister invited so few friends compared to my fifteen or so friends. I encouraged her over the summer to go out and have fun in the wonderful weather and meet new people. The only time she went out was when Chris invited her with his friends and didn’t make any personal attempts to go out.

  At the party we pretty much played video games like DDR, Halo and sung karaoke. We had so much wonderful food; I can’t remember them all but I do remember my wonderful tasting cake. It was a regular vanilla cake with no extra filling. My sister had the same exact thing but in chocolate and for some reason hers turned out way bigger than mine, oh well. I made my wish but I didn’t blow out all the candles, I missed one. Does that mean my wish won’t come true? I suppose it’s just superstition.

  I got a lot of wonderful presents. Cathy bought me five Victoria Secret panties; Keira gave me this leopard lock-box with two dots candy and two earrings, Krislyn gave me big card she worked hard on and a watch that isn’t really my style or size, Ashlee gave me Jesus pencil-topper, Chelsea gave me an Aéropostale shirt in my size which made me so happy it fits, Kristen hand made me a tiara and got me a wonderful ribbon to use with my hair, Melissa gave me a monkey DS stylus, Karen my godmother got me tri-Sudoku and a book on Christianity, Mila my neighbor got me a Macy’s gift card, my mom’s friend bought me some really nice make-up and everyone else got me money. I am really thankful all my gifts and cards. My mother gave me a card, which I wasn’t expecting which made me cry really badly. It talked about how much I meant to her and how much she loves me. I think I am going to start putting my cards together in an album. I still have my cards from confirmation and I would love to put those and my birthday cards in an album.

   I am wonder why in all the eight years I have known Michael that he hasn’t bought me a gift or anything for that matter. Not even a card, he had to make one. I don’t want more gifts or anything but I have absolutely nothing to remember him by. I wonder if he is too scared to ask his father for anything.

  Recently I’ve noticed that the older I get the more emotional I’ve become. It isn’t a bad thing entirely. Maybe it comes with age? For example, I can just be triggered to cry about something like a drama show because of personal life experience. Like today when I cried about the card my mom gave me a really nice card telling me how much I mean to her. I usually never cry in front of people but I couldn’t help myself.

  Kristen got to stay over longer because she always does and her parents work a lot so no one can pick her up. I think she was kind of embarrassed when she stayed longer than she should have because her parents don’t think that we have other things to do. Oh well, it’s fine I don’t mind if she stays longer it isn’t her fault although I do like my privacy sometimes.
  
  

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