Apparently a little time alone is too much to ask

Apparently it's not enough for my mother that I spent all day with them downstairs. It's not enough that I took my brother out for lunch two days ago. Heaven forbid I should want to be alone while talking to my boyfriend after all this. I mean, it's not like I've hardly seen him for the past month or so. It's not like he's been busy with an internship and an honors project all summer. How selfish of me to want to be alone while I talk to him for a short time.

Finals suck.

Birthday Week

Last Tuesday was my birthday. While I still think my 18th birthday was the best so far, this one made a very close second.



I think part of the reason this one wasn't quite as good is because the celebration was spread out over a whole week. Sunday my family, my boyfriend, and I went to Maggiano's for lunch to celebrate. Maggiano's is delicious, by the way. I highly recommend their chicken marsala. My brother gave me a videogame which I have been thoroughly enjoying.

Tuesday was my actual birthday, and I spent it at school and at work. At first, the day didn't start out that great, especially when I ended up sitting by myself at lunch while my best friend (who forgot my birthday was that day) and her boyfriend looked at jewelry online. But things got better when I received a surprise visit from my boyfriend, who had previously told me he wouldn't be able to come because he would be helping his sister move. And he gave me my present, which he told me he wouldn't give me until Saturday (more on this later). He gave me a lovely pair of earrings with swarovski crystals and pearls. And then he gave me an even lovelier necklace with real freshwater pearls!!! It is very delicate and beautiful, and I am so in love with it that I wear it often.

The reason I was originally getting my present from Nate on Saturday is because his family was taking me to the Shakespeare Tavern to see Hamlet for my birthday. It was INCREDIBLE!! I always enjoy going to the Shakespeare Tavern, and Hamlet is my favorite Shakespeare play. It's amazing how much better it is when you are watching it as opposed to merely reading it. There are so many moments that seem a bit boring when you read it, but are hilarious when you see it performed. I thoroughly enjoyed it and can't wait to go again.

Friday, my present from Greta arrived from China, and I was given a beautiful matching set pearl necklace and bracelet. It's hard to choose which pearls to wear because they are all so gorgeous.

I have the promise of a night of salsa dancing as a present from another friend, and my parents are sending me to a LARP. All in all, a wonderful birthday, filled with people I love and many happy moments.

Boys Make Everything Better

Yesterday was a horribly crappy day. I had an Italian test that I was utterly unprepared for, thanks to my ITAL 1001 teacher who taught me next to nothing. I came out of it glad it was over and looking forward to a visit from the boyfriend. Impatient me couldn't wait that long, so I called him. Tired and already upset about Italian, I discover he is still at home and doesn't sound like he's even coming. And yet he is very mysterious about what he's doing. So I have some small hope that he is still coming. But as the minutes drag by and there is no sign of him, I begin to lose hope. Finally, he says he has to go, and we hang up, my hope gone and my day spiraling further and further down until the tears I had been holding back finally escape and stream down my face. When I finally recollect myself, I begin reading a play for my next class and eating lunch. Half an hour before class, someone enters the room, and I look up, surprised to see my wonderful boyfriend. Turns out on his way over, he got rear-ended and that's why he had to get off the phone. My immense joy at seeing him almost brought me to tears again. After that, my day drastically improved, and by the end of the day, the day had turned out not that bad.

Home Sour Home

I freaking hate living at home!!!! There is no joy for me in being with my family most of the time now. If I had the money, I would be out here 2 years ago. It's the only thing keeping me here. I don't know why on Earth I come straight home after school on my days off of work, besides maybe the peace and comfort of my bed. I often hate going home. I don't know what happened, but I am apparently incapable of getting along with my mother recently. It freaking sucks!! Why can't we get along anymore? I don't even know what to say. I just freaking want out of here, more than I can even express with words.