two days later
alright. i’m nineteen. my birthday has been really wonderful. probably the best celebration of it i’ve had so far. it began on thursday. i had a test on thursday and had to renew my liscense so steve picked me up and took me to renew my license. that experience was pretty entertaining because they didn’t even grade my damn test. i was pretty fucking angry. i spent lots of time circling little answers and then they didn’t even grade it. bitches. worse, SVD didn’t even have to take the test but that’s probably because she’s sarah VAN AWESOME! woot.
after my driving test, i hung out with steve at his house and we took a short nap (happy birthday you’re 80!). then, he took me out to olive garden and we had a really enjoyable dinner. though i don’t think i like their spinach artichoke dip. because the bread is way too sharp. and its like they’re trying too hard. it still is olive garden and that will never ever change. they might as well put bologne in it. haha. but the food was good. and my ravioli di portobelli was delicious as well.
after steve and i finished dinner we had a party. that was awesome. i drank way too much. way. way. way. too much. but it was an awesome party for the most part. at one point in the evening i was triple fisting whiskey, vodka, and beer. haha. and i wonder why i had a hangover most of the day yesterday… oi. steve and annaliegh decided to stay with jotto and i instead of trying to go all the way home. yay for my birthday.
tonight mom and dad took me out for my birthday and we ended up going to china inn first because i figured that would be good chinese food at a restaurant my mom rarely bitches about. so we went to china inn and nothing on the menu was vegetarian. i’m also at the point now wear eating meat makes me sick. so i couldn’t just pretend that it wasn’t actually meat. we decided to leave for jade garden and i’m not even upset about the china inn-cident because i got to spend more time with mom and dad and it was pretty good. except for the part where they lectured me about trying to go into a career field where there was no money. eegh. fucking parents. i explained to them that they have no idea what i want to do with my life and should just be quiet. so they asked what i planned on doing and i said a lot. probably in law and the foreign service. and if they wanted me to not go abroad then they should be warned that my domestic calling is pro-bono-representation of rape victims. so there. i think they’re more-or-less settled down about it now.
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