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Blah Afternoon to you too!
Sep. 18th, 2003 01:35 pmOkay, so yesterday I met up with Steph and Tobey over at 25th/Geary... Jackson cancelled on us, and Eva was over a half hour late (and I don't think we ever found out why, either ... >_>)! We went to Sakana Bune over near Kripa's house and had some sushi (I had one of those dinky rice-filled ones with a sweet wrap around it) before Tobey had to go meet her boyfriend before he jets off to Macau. Eva, Steph, and I decided to go to Japantown, for lack of any better ideas. And off to J-town we went-- though the ride wasn't exactly pleasant. This smelly homeless guy got on and sat in the back row, totally stinking up the back of the bus where we were sitting. I was tempted to walk up to him and spray him with my Gap PINK spray, but instead (out of courtesy?!) I just sprayed it in the air. Didn't help for very long.
When we finally got to J-town, Steph and Eva stuck around downstairs while I grabbed a crepe-- mmmmmmm, heaven! I miss having crepes every Saturday before Digital Horizon! :)~~~ Dragged Steph and Eva upstairs and scoured the manga-- nope, no MARGARET 18 (with the last Hana Yori Dango in it... *sniff*) but there was the October Ribon! I could have gotten it, but my heart was set on HYD #35. >_> It's not the last volume, to be sure, but it's got some pretty good moments in it! :D Whee! Now to find a translation! We took some Model '99 pics after that and then went to Steph's house via the 22 and the 1. We watched Big Brother 4 and the tail end of 60 Minutes II, and I caught a preview for CBS' 48 Hours | Mystery on at 10pm. Eva's dad picked us up around 9:50, and I was home by 10:05. ;D So I got to watch my CBSness. It was all just babble, really-- they didn't really find out who killed this family ten years ago... quite sad.
Then Kara and Malacky (probably spelled wrong) came-- I heard the bell before my mom did, and she was the one glued to the living room window! It was good to see Kara again, but to be honest, Malacky with his very thick, very authentic Irish Brogue is HARD AS HECK to understand. I got embarassed a lot-- he asked some questions and I had to decipher... not always 100%. Then when I went to Mom's room and tried to get them (Mom and Kara) to understand that I couldn't exactly "entertain" a guy I a) barely knew b) barely understood or c) was many years younger than, Mom YELLED AT ME! In front of her sister, no less! Yeah, I immaturely bounced on her bed, but it was a "flopping-lie-down," not a "I'm jumping in order to break your box springs." And she gave me this evil death glare and yelled at me! I swear to god, I don't think I know what it is to have a real family. It sure doesn't feel like I have one. I can't remember the last time I actually FELT like my mother's daughter. That's sad.
Yeah, so speaking of sad (and rememeber, this is my journal, I'm allowed to belittle myself as much as I please) I just harumpphed away from hanging out with THEM for the remainder of the evening... I feel bad for "ditching" Malacky, but Mom really upset me-- more than even I thought. I just ended up going into my room and crying my heart out. So maybe I did need that-- just a big, lonely sobfest. I try not to cry often, and I guess it turns me into what I say will happen to EVERYONE that bottles up their emotions-- an explosion waiting to happen. Feh.
( a series of very strange dreams. )
Worked on the Project some more-- lots more work to be done before I'm even close to progressing in stages. But I'm getting some help... here's hoping I can get past the simple parts and get on with the challenge!
When we finally got to J-town, Steph and Eva stuck around downstairs while I grabbed a crepe-- mmmmmmm, heaven! I miss having crepes every Saturday before Digital Horizon! :)~~~ Dragged Steph and Eva upstairs and scoured the manga-- nope, no MARGARET 18 (with the last Hana Yori Dango in it... *sniff*) but there was the October Ribon! I could have gotten it, but my heart was set on HYD #35. >_> It's not the last volume, to be sure, but it's got some pretty good moments in it! :D Whee! Now to find a translation! We took some Model '99 pics after that and then went to Steph's house via the 22 and the 1. We watched Big Brother 4 and the tail end of 60 Minutes II, and I caught a preview for CBS' 48 Hours | Mystery on at 10pm. Eva's dad picked us up around 9:50, and I was home by 10:05. ;D So I got to watch my CBSness. It was all just babble, really-- they didn't really find out who killed this family ten years ago... quite sad.
Then Kara and Malacky (probably spelled wrong) came-- I heard the bell before my mom did, and she was the one glued to the living room window! It was good to see Kara again, but to be honest, Malacky with his very thick, very authentic Irish Brogue is HARD AS HECK to understand. I got embarassed a lot-- he asked some questions and I had to decipher... not always 100%. Then when I went to Mom's room and tried to get them (Mom and Kara) to understand that I couldn't exactly "entertain" a guy I a) barely knew b) barely understood or c) was many years younger than, Mom YELLED AT ME! In front of her sister, no less! Yeah, I immaturely bounced on her bed, but it was a "flopping-lie-down," not a "I'm jumping in order to break your box springs." And she gave me this evil death glare and yelled at me! I swear to god, I don't think I know what it is to have a real family. It sure doesn't feel like I have one. I can't remember the last time I actually FELT like my mother's daughter. That's sad.
Yeah, so speaking of sad (and rememeber, this is my journal, I'm allowed to belittle myself as much as I please) I just harumpphed away from hanging out with THEM for the remainder of the evening... I feel bad for "ditching" Malacky, but Mom really upset me-- more than even I thought. I just ended up going into my room and crying my heart out. So maybe I did need that-- just a big, lonely sobfest. I try not to cry often, and I guess it turns me into what I say will happen to EVERYONE that bottles up their emotions-- an explosion waiting to happen. Feh.
( a series of very strange dreams. )
Worked on the Project some more-- lots more work to be done before I'm even close to progressing in stages. But I'm getting some help... here's hoping I can get past the simple parts and get on with the challenge!
