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Having a Life and Birthdays and Stuff}
Monday, March 28, 2011 | 10:07 AM | 0Comment

INTERNET I MISSED YOU.

I mean, hi.
SO. I have a legitimate excuse for not updating for a million bajillion years. Me, your normally socially awkward and beloved Hopeless Romantic, has been busy.

...No, really! Me! Busy! HAVING A LIFE!

I know!!

Since Valentine's Day, I've been going over to Best Friend Rose's house every single weekend, and one of them I basically just stayed there the entire weekend. We had two--count em'--TWO Harry Potter marathon weekends in a row, and then after that we watched marathons of other things like Pretty Little Liars and Vampire Diaries (guilty). Eating junk food and stuff. Yes. Amazing basically.

And then during school weeks I've been basically working my ass off everyday so I can catch up, because I had this ridiculous bought of laziness for like a week a while back and I didn't feel like doing any of my school work. Thanks to my hard work, I'm all caught up, and I brought my grades back up, but I'm definitely never doing that again.

That's one downside of homeschool/online school, there's nobody leaning over your shoulder and forcing you to do your schoolwork and learn. You have to do it yourself. The motivation can run low some days, but in the end you just have to kick yourself in the back and get to work, whether you want to or not.

So anyway, with all of that lately, I've barely had time to relax, let alone get on the computer for leisure. (What's that? This Internet addict staying away from the Internet? Trust me. I could barely even stand to TOUCH Facebook and Twitter.)

BUT. It's finally my spring break, and I'm reveling in it. The moment I finished school Friday evening, I thought I was going to burst into tears from relief.

I finally get to do all that I couldn't for about a month and a half! I can read! I can write and revise for leisure! (Lol.) I can sleep in and watch my favorite Asian dramas! (It sounds weird, I know, but if you ever get curious, Watch Boys Before Flowers on Hulu. So AMAZING. Just. Do it.)

And the best part is, my birthday is tomorrow. I know. Already. Can you believe it? I can't. Internet. I'm going to be eighteen.

It's so weird, because I don't feel that old. Like, I don't feel like a legal adult. Hell, I don't even feel like a teenager, really. I never really have. So suddenly being branded as an 'adult' is going to be so weird.

I'll still be myself, no matter what age I am, it's just going to be weird knowing that I'm a legal adult. Ew. It's weird even typing it.

Being 17 was fun. I enjoyed it, and I grew a lot (figuratively, though. Still only 5'3 and a size 6 shoe, and probably will be forever. That's okay, though. Short is cool. People can pat you on the head and people at restaurants ask if you want a kids menu. Yeah. It's awesome.) I didn't have a boyfriend or even go on a date during my seventeenth year, and I am completely, 100% happy with it.

Here's to eighteen being even better! Say hello to your new 18 Year Old Hopeless Romantic. (Still weird to type.)

xo Hopeless Romantic

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So long, sixteen year old me.}
Sunday, March 28, 2010 | 5:27 PM | 0Comment

Hey internet!

Lately, things have been pretty mellow. This week is my spring break, and I'm going to make sure that I won't take one second of freedom for granted. As always, I'm not going anywhere, but I'm sure I can manage.

Best Friend Rose and Jazz had their spring break last week, while I still had school, so it was pretty boring for me. I was supposed to go to Texas with Rose, but since we ended up having different spring breaks, it didn't work out. I was pretty disappointed about it at first, but then I got over it.

As for Jazz, she went to Seattle for spring break (while I was sitting there, doing school work, green with envy. I've wanted to go to Washington state for a while!). She's still pretty upset about Johnny, and on Jazz's request, I've had to restrain myself from making very bitchy, very scream-y phone calls to him.

Since the breakup, he's been just as jerky and he's been avoiding her still. And in the one text message he's sent her, he told her she was 'annoying him lately', except riddled with typos and spelling mistakes, as his text messages usually are. Jazz begged me not to say anything, and it took all the restraint in the world not to.

I told her she just needs to distance herself from him. She's the only one reaching out after the breakup, and it's only pushing him away further (but then again, it's not as if we need him any closer, right?). I had hoped that their breakup wouldn't be like this, but I guess I shouldn't be surprised. Johnny was the same way with all of his ex girlfriends. I suppose I hoped he would treat Jazz better than that.

But, I told her to just give up. Honestly, if he was putting no effort into the 'friendship' at all, she was wasting her time with him. If he really wanted to stay friends after the breakup, he would have put at least some effort into it, and he hasn't. At all. Jazz deserves much better than that asshole.

Best Friend Rose is still going out with freshman boy, er, Jake. Apparently, things are going pretty well for them, since it's been almost two months now. That almost beats Rose's record for a boyfriend. So, right on for them! Rose deserves someone good, and if they've already been together for almost a few months, something must be going right. I approve. (Well, I semi-approved before, but I approve even more now.)

And then there's me. Internet, it's time to say goodbye to your 16 year old Hopeless Romantic. If fact, it'll be time to change my blog title soon. Tomorrow, I will officially be your 17 year old Hopeless Romantic.
It's strange. I can't believe I'm turing 17. I don't really feel like it. I don't feel old(er).
But I've kind of made a point of not saying "I'm turning 17" out loud. It kind of freaks me out. Because, if I say "I'm turning 17" out loud, then I start thinking how 17 is kind of my last year as a teenager, even though 18 and 19 are still technically in the teen years. And then I start thinking about how 17 is only 3 years away from 20. OH GOD. IN THREE YEARS I'LL BE TWENTY.
Despite other people my age, I don't really enjoy getting older. In fact, I've been having a bit of a getting-older complex on every birthday since my 13th birthday. I'm not sure why. Maybe it's because I realize how precious youth is, how fast it'll be gone, and once I become an adult, I'll never ever be able to get it back. I feel like it's slipping away.

Not to worry, though, Internet. Tomorrow, I won't mope around, complaining about being older. I won't look for wrinkles or gray hairs in the mirror. I'll have fun! A birthday is a birthday, and blowing out candles on a cake never gets old. Now, as long as my dad doesn't make the waiters and waitresses at the restaurant sing to me in front of everybody, I'll be good.
Here's to my last 26 hours of being a sixteen year old.
xo Hopeless Romantic
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