So much snow…it’s unreal. It NEVER snows this much in Western Washington. I would love it a lot more if I was younger and school was cancelled, but since I’m already out, the novelty of snow quickly ran out. The snow is keeping me from driving, which keeps me from meeting up with my friends from high school I rarely see. Lame. It does provide a great excuse for avoiding people I don’t want to see. Score.
Making cookies again right now. And drinking hot cocoa. Way too much hot cocoa. It’s so cold, though. I need SOMETHING warm.
The other night my brothers announced that he wants to be married and have kids by 24. He just turned 18. I’m almost 22. That’s two years from now for me, and there is no way in hell that is in my 6-year plan.
All of my friends have boyfriends/girlfriends. So do my brother’s. I’m sick of hearing, “So Emily, who is your boyfriend these days?” Uh, no one. When was the last time I had one? Never. Change subject please.
Yesterday was Eric’s birthday. He got a shitload of stuff despite my father going on and on lately about being in a recession and there hardly being work blah blah blah. I don’t remember getting anything great on my last birthday.
Which reminds me…this January I will either be celebrating my 21+1 Birthday or the 1st Anniversary of my 21st Birthday. I’m not ready to turn 22 yet. What a lame age. Nothing cool happens when you turn 21.
My car is so shitty. I need to save money so I can buy a new one. This ancient car isn’t doing anything for me anymorme. I can’t even read the gas guage. The auto-climate hardly works. I broke off the antennae. I feel like it’s going to break down on the ride down. I realize I shouldn’t complain because it still drives well, I’ve just become so shallow and materialistic, I don’t want to be seen driving around SC in a beater Lexus. I’d rather drive an old civic or something so I don’t look like I’m trying to fit in (which I’m not). I just want a new car. I’ve never been able to drive a car consistently that was less than 9 years old. Now my fucking car is closer to 20 than 9. Ugh. Fuck this recession. I need a job to buy a pretty car.
