"The invention of the teenager was a mistake. Once you identify a period of life in which people get to stay out late but don't have to pay taxes- naturally, nobody wants to live any other way.- Judith Martin
I'm dead tired right now. Demma called me at a waaaay too late hour to wish me a happy birthday . . . which is tomorrow. Uh, thanks . . . does that mean you'll be calling back tonight? She got me a present, but who knows when I'll get it (long story), and Anna sent me this fantastic b-day e-mail. And today Lisa wrote a "you're almost 20!" message on my write-on board (which is actually hers- long story again). Which is nice =)Got a phone call from Mom asking me if I wanted to have the whole family over for dinner on Saturday (what, I don't get a nice birthday dinner? Waaaah!). Being the suspicious one that I am, I asked if she'd mentioned this to any of them, and she said, "Well, I already told your aunt and uncle . . . then I thought that maybe I should ask you." Gee, ya think? Well, there goes doing a lot of homework!
Went to aerobics class today, and while signing the roll sheet I saw that Rochelle (one of next year's roommates) was also in the class. I wondered which one she was all day, but (after looking at the list later) found out she wasn't there. Hm. I got a D+ on my French test- so much for doing "well". Then again, apparently we all stunk. I'm glad I haven't gotten any other tests back. Didn't get called back either, but that ain't a surprise.
Last night I went to English club meeting, which was fabulous. Two hours of gossip! I had a great time! Beats today, anyway . . . yes, it's been raining. 
It just BETTER NOT TOMORROW, YOU HEAR ME EL NINO?????
And no, I haven't even attempted to work on my big writing projects . . . just read my psych book. And looking at Buffy the Vampire Slayer sites . . . very strange of me. Great quotes though, especially on love stuff!
I've got to leave to go see a play tonight, so . . . be back later.
Well, that was an awesome show. I can't really explain it if you didn't see it . . . I will just say that I now want to do a one-woman show, because I got a kick out of that guy's! I also saw all of the auditioners from Monday there- all nodded or said hi- the one I thought really liked me said that I had been "one of the contenders"- I know that's not too true, but nice of her to say. I've always kind of found it weird to see auditioners (such as my drama teacher in h.s.) the day after you auditioned and were cut- what do you do? say? It's weird.
And of course, being in an analytical, pensive mood, of course I thought of my favorite topic. I will just say that a year ago at this time we had broken up. And I was miserable (just like now in a way, but now I'm more angry and bitter and pissy). Surprisingly he remembered to call me on my birthday (this is after I had told him the date about seven or so times and he had had to write it down god-only-knows-how-many more), and that was what cheered me up. Yes, I am pathetic. And even though I know I don't have a prayer of him calling me this year (even if we were still talking he wouldn't remember without me around), I won't even be home- I know that in my heart I will still goddamn be hoping . . . That will be my birthday resolution: to forget about him/get over him the way he's obviously done for me. But I know what I'll be wishing (again) when I blow out the candles.
Well, that's all I've got to say really for the night.
Thus ends my last post as a teenager . . . waaaaaah!
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