So I’m buying my mothers 50th birthday gift tomorrow. I asked her what she wanted and I think she was trying to be like…reasonable about the price because I’m paying for my own rent and food and she knows I’m not working at the moment. Except it’s her 50th birthday. I finally have my own money that I can use to purchase gifts for my family members. My parents have always supported me and made me feel loved (except during those awkward preteen years where I thought no one understood me or cared about me…you know that phase).
My mom is a hard person to shop for. I know she hates jewelry around her neck or wrists. She told me I could get her a scarf…and I know she likes her scarves but that’s such a simple gift. I want to do more than that. She also said she wants a cool ring or something. I don’t know. She was all like, “I didn’t really think about it.”
Why does my mother have to be exactly like me when people ask her what she wants for her birthday?
I’m always like, “I don’t know…books?”
Anyway I don’t know what I’m going to get her. I should just sleep on it I guess. I’ll probably buy her a scarf or two but that just doesn’t seem like its enough. It’s not even the price. I really think I should give her something that she truly wants. Maybe she really wants a scarf but based on the tone of her voice on the phone it sounded more like she was like, “I don’t want you to spend so much money on me.”
Mom, I don’t care! I mean…no offence but we all know that your other children aren’t going to give you a present and if they do it’s because Dad was all like, “What are you getting your mother?” or your granddaughter was all like, “I’m going to give Mumzie a pink and purple princess crown!”
Yah…I’ll sleep on it. Hopefully I can think of something. Better get back to bed. It’s 5 am….
Hey, I know I haven’t blogged in a while. I’ve been busy getting into my new job.
I managed to do a lot of writing the other day, and early this morning…just finished up typing an edited version of a story I wrote in high school. I can’t believe it’s 1 in the morning. I really need to stop staying up so late…but I also need to stop late night snacking.
Anyway, I’ll be posting that story at some point…probably in sections. I just want to get more written out before I do so.
As for my actual novel, it’s going great. We are moving along smoothly. It’s been such a fun ride so far. I’m really excited for what’s about to happen (Don’t worry I don’t give spoilers).
I apologize for not blogging in so long. It’s been a little weird balancing work and everything. I’ve only had 4 shifts so I’m still getting the hang of things. I hope to be a pro real soon. I don’t like bugging my co-workers with 20 questions every other minute. They’ve got their own stuff to do and they’re pretty busy as it is. I seem to be fitting in nicely though. It’s a great place to work. I have no complaints. Gotta make money to pay the bills.
Growing up is weird guys…but thankfully it doesn’t happen over night. I still enjoy having my folks buy me stuff.
Thanks for buying my shoes for work mom. That was really nice of you. Love you…and stuff.
Anyway I should sleep. I have another appointment tomorrow and I realized that I seriously need to go to a library and find some books. I have some research to do.
I’ll blog soon!
Have you ever heard of Attack on Titan?
I watched the show once last year with a friend, and had a dream last night that I was that guy Eren as a kid. In this dream, I was packing things to take from our house for my mother and sister, before the titans broke through the walls. Then I laid down on the couch in my house (where I live when I’m not at school) and shut my eyes, holding my old teddy bear that I’ve had since I was a baby.
When I woke up and saw a blue wall instead of a green one, and my heart started racing. I was lying as though I was holding my bear and I started feeling around for it. Then I realized it wasn’t there and began panicking even more, kind of like how I used to as a kid when I took it everywhere with me. Finally when I realized my bed sheets were the wrong colour, I sat up and looked around. That was when I came to the realization, “Oh yah…I’m not at home….titans aren’t real.”
It was scary…
Even though veggies are good for me, I’d rather eat that brownie….
If I drink this green veggie juice can I please have brownies for breakfast? I hate eating dessert from for breakfast…unless its crepes or something.
I’m tired. D’:
My mom joking about me being nerdy.
Mom: You’re so nerdy. You have braces and glasses, you like books. Oh and you write those…uh stories of yours. Oh and then there’s that Starwars whatever.
Me: Fun fact: the word Nerd was first used by Dr.Seuss.
Mom: Oh really? That’s interesting. I didn’t know that.
Me: Well now you do. May the force be with you *fist to heart* Peace broski.
Mom: Where are you going? I thought we were having a nice conversation….
Me: To watch anime or work on my novels…or read…or something.
Mom: Okay. Have fun!
The greatest mom ever. She made me chicken noodle soup yesterday because my stomach hurt. xD I love you mom…even though you NEVER FOLLOWED BACK! 😥