I suppose it’s easy to say I’m super busy and my schedule allows my only free time to be when I shut my eyes and knock out for the night. On a couch, my keyboard, random floors, etc. Yeah, I am pretty busy these days, but I do have those tiny fractions of moments where I
have nothing to do decide to not do anything. But I figure since I work so much I should spend those moments not really doing anything instead of working more. Having a website is much more difficult than I remember…but then again the last time I actively kept up with one was in high school – when I the only job I had was to stay out of online drama on neopets. Those were the days.
A lot has happened since I’ve written last. I turned 24, got rid of my ombre, got my first flat tire and I’m finally taking my photography career to the next step. At least in my dreams (with that last part). Sounds like I’m referring to a relationship, haha. Let’s all laugh together on that one.
I don’t know which story to start with first. Ah yes…being 24. Over the years my birthday is something I’ve started to avoid altogether. When I was younger I would go all out with large crowds of people at fancy restaurants and we would all get into fights about the bill at the end. Then I would awkwardly wait for them to bring out cake because they know that I know that it’s coming. I KNOW. I KNOW.
I’m not sure why, but there is something so awkward about it being my birthday that I would just rather not tell anyone. I feel so pretentious just mentioning to people, you know? How are you supposed to tell people anyway?
“OH YEAH TOMORROW IS MY BIRTHDAY OMG. JUST THOUGHT YOU SHOULD KNOW.”
“CAN I HAVE THIS WHOLE DINNER FOR FREE CUZ MY MOM POPPED ME OUT 24 YEARS AGO?”
“HEY SO WHAT AM I DOING THIS WEEKEND? OH NOTHING ITS MY BIRTHDAY AND MY FAVORITE CAKE IS MARBLE JUST SAYIN BUT NOT THAT I CARE I DON’T EXPECT ANYTHING.”
I mean, what do I say?! I didn’t do anything! My Mom should get all the credit, really. Maybe I’m over thinking this.
My family threw me a surprise bonfire the day BEFORE my birthday. Good call Sam.
I go outside and see everything set up, and they invited my best friend. Best friend sitting on a lawn chair – CHECK!!!! The bonfire was either sent from hell to ruin my whole day or didn’t want to be a bonfire that day. The fire kept dying out because the logs were all wet. WHICH GAS STATION DID THIS??? WHO SELLS WET LOGS?? WHO THOUGHT TO PUT WOOD OUTSIDE? I don’t understand this logic. OH HEY LETS JUST PUT THIS 10 TON OF WOOD OUTSIDE EVEN THOUGH IT MAY RAIN AND THEY WILL BE USELESS, HA HA HAAA.
So we were literally sitting around a dust bowl watching fire die every 2 minutes, and I knew I was going to smell like the smores children make because they never take the marshmallow out of the fire. My brother Hassan spent the night squirting lighter fluid into the fire to make sure it didn’t die. It was quite entertaining.
The funniest part of all was that the fire actually stayed lit for the rest of the night, even without the lighter fluid. Hassan, one with the fire.
So this year my birthday was fantastic (versus last year when it wasn’t so much). The entire weekend was great, I got to spend it with some great people and all my friends from college.
AND NEXT STORY COMING UP: FLAT TIRE. LOL I LOVE THIS ONE. I should really listen to the lights on my car.