My mom hates Bath and Body works... I full well know this. I've known it for awhile. She isn't into that sort of stuff.
What did I do?
Well... me being.. me.. I definitely bought her mother's day present from bath and body works. I laughed while at the cashier while paying for the stuff, hoping I could somehow pull this off. And I didn't go to bath and body as some sort of last resort. I actually went there with a full plan all structured in this crazy head of mine.
I made the gift symbolic. I wrote out a card, she cried, and as she pulled out the parts of the gift I told her which each thing meant. She cried.
She may as well hate what I got her, but she loves it at the same time (I don't think she hates it at all...)
She'll never forget the meaning behind it, and that's all that counts
I think moms are the most diligent hard working people on this planet, yet they are the most unappreciated. So cheers to mom! For without her, I'd be lost... and quite frankly... I wouldn't be here.
So, I've been legal (age-wise) for 3 months now.... And tonight was my first time ever going to a club. And I didn't touch the booze at all for two reasons: 1) I was the designated driver 2) I don't drink/I don't want to drink
I always had this image of what the club would be like... But it wasn't anything what it actually was tonight. It was actually friendly, happy, decent music... I guess it helps that I didn't go to a scummy bar either.
Well actually the night started off by a group of my 4 girls and I wanting to check out the main casino in my city.... With no intentions of gambling... We just wanted to check it out, see what all the "hype" is about, and then at 9 there was supposed to be this Caribbean band playing music all night and we wanted to go dance! Plus tickets were only $7!! We got all dressed up, and headed for the casino. It was awful! I assured myself it would get better.... That I hadn't seen the exciting parts yet, well guess what! It never got better!!! It got worse! I'm not sure how people can sit and gamble their money away, with blank expressions on their face, resembling a zombie. I got carded often... I once got carded twice, while walking between 10 feet of space between two security guards. (my liscense picture is me 110 pounds heavier..... I'm always afraid they will say its a fake!!!!!)
I sat down, wanting to survey the place while waiting for my other girlies to get there... While feeling obnoxiously overdressed for the environment, getting eyed like an outsider.... With a teetering smile on my face to top it all off... (okay fine, it was more of a grimace)... I sat there quietly. I intently watched this older man, play two machines at once, with only a dulled-glazed-over look on his eyes. No expression aka: zombie.
(I guess everyone has a "hobby" they spend money on....)
My girlies finally all arrived and we went around, trying to see if we could make the best of it. 9 o'clock rolled around. Which meant Caribbean time!!! Well... Nuh-uh we decided that wasn't happening. Thankfully we hadnt paid yet.
We still wanted to dance, so there was a club 4 minutes away, with only a $5 cover charge. ($2 cheaper!!!). Eh, we thought we might as well check it out...
I always wondered if the bar scene would be something I'm into... I don't drink. But I had a hell of a lot of fun dancing with my ladies!!!! And I didn't feel overdressed one bit!
It was an interesting environment...
in a club it is almost sad how easily you can tell the insecure from the secure. You knew who was scared to go dance, you knew who was drinking so that they could "get courage", you knew the girls who were only doing things for the wrong type of attention. But yet the club was an accepting environment, all sorts of people were there... Enjoying the music and their friends.
I learned quite a bit tonight..... And I'm glad I went. I danced all night long!!!!! In heels!!!!!
Will I go again? Yes..... (to the club, not the casino!!!)
I won't have a hangover tomorrow (plus side of not drinking), but my feet sure will hurt, my legs will hurt, and I am definitely sleeping in. I had a blast!!
I am so sleepy! Hope everyone else had a great Friday :)
and in a literal sense I am not on my way there yet (as in, I am not on the road driving there.... plus it's only 10 minutes away....)
BUT.... I WAS OFFICIALLY ACCEPTED INTO MY FACULTY OF CHOICE. (Human Ecology, specializing in family social science)
AND THE THING THAT MAKES THIS SO EXCITING.... is that......... I GOT DIRECT ENTRY INTO IT. Meaning... I basically get to skip a year and get my degree in 3 years, not 4.
Straight from highschool into a faculty.
I got my acceptance letter on tuesday! Which makes me H A P P Y.... and scared, but generally happy.
I've been sort of MIA lately.... everywhere... Withdrawing from almost everything I am into. I am dull and unexcited. I am irritable and at times I feel like I hate everyone. I snap, I cry, and I bleed for no reason, I get pains in my legs and arms, I get headaches that make me miss school, I am constantly tired, I can't handle day to day stress. I have a poor outlook on things, I can just sit down and feel overwhelmed by doing that. I am always hungry. I get angry.
What did I used to be? Bubbly, excitable, positive, rarely got headaches, enjoyed people, enjoyed going out, dressing up, enjoy waking up in the morning, I was happy go lucky.
So what happened?
I got prescribed tri-cyclen lo to control some irregular bleeding, and PAINFUL ovulating....
Before I started taking these pills I was only worried about gaining weight and losing my hair... I never thought I would get to this, and what I am experiencing. My doctors should have looked into what was causing my problems before giving me birth control and kicking me out of the room.
At this point, I would rather put up with painful ovulating rather than being angry, depressive and tired 24/7.
Everyone close to me has noticed a change, which makes me sad, because now I realize that I was trying so hard to cover up all my symptoms instead of dealing with them.... and doing something about them.
It looks like my choice is clear.... to get off the pill... because I don't want to stick this pill out any longer...
But then I worry I wont get back to my old self......
I hope getting off the pill won't cause me any more difficulties... But then again I haven't been on it for all that long, so it shouldn't be too bad.
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