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 Posted: Tue Sep 14, 2010 10:02 am
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Posted: Tue Sep 14, 2010 10:09 am
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I'll go first!
Dear Journal Xena91388's Log: Stardate 09142010
Yesterday was my 22nd birthday, it was most certainly not the best of birthdays.
- First I woke up at 5am, ate ramen and went back to sleep! ZzZzZzZ!
- Then at 1pm: The Orthadontist! gonk . I have to have all four of my wisdom teeth removed! gonk Good news and bad, my upper teeth are completely erupted, so they just have to yank them out! Quick and simple! My lower wisdom teeth are impacted (mostly or partially under the gum) so they need surgery! emo basically they are gonna slice open my gums, fold it back, then remove the tooth and hope they don't damage my nerves! gonk Worse yet, because of scheduling and needing them removed ASAP, the best time for surgery would be on the week of Thanksgiving! I'm gonna be on a liquid diet on Turkey Day! gonk
- So after receiving nightmare fodder for the next couple months, I went to Starbucks to treat my self to the rare and expensive treat of a frappe. I had my B-day din-din at BJ's Brewhouse (Their beer tastes like super bitter crap when it hits your tongue but has a very nice nutty aftertaste and goes down really smooth! :3 ) and then I was too full for cake so I just blew my candle and went home to sleep off my now distended belly.
- To end the perfect birthday, I find a cat antagonizing a snake when I get home. Thinking it's the cute little black snake that lives in my azaleas, I go to rescue poor Mr. Scaly only to find it is not my cute adorable little black snake, but a not so cute and defiantly not so little Cotton Mouth/Water Moccasin! Since there's small children and pets in the neighborhood and my own little puppy like to chase things, I decided to kill it! After a fierce and arduous battle with much gore and bloodshed (AKA me whacking it repeatedly with a shovel *Took forever too! He was one determined bugger!)* ) he finally succumbed to defeat and death (AKA I final chopped his head off) and then I went to fling his carcass over the fence and into the creek for something wild to eat only to have it's body twitch at the last minute in a final "F*ck you human!* and fell off the shovel and onto me covering me in lovely snake blood and other gooey unmentionables  . . . . . .
Yup, nothing like mental trauma, heroic brushes with death and a gory conclusion to celebrate the big 22!
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 4:26 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2011 8:03 am
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One Witchy Woman Good Gods, you poor dear. Have a cookie. My best was my 16th, I took a 2000 mile road trip to get my first tattoo. The worst to date was last year. I spent the whole time with food poisoning and the a/c went out during the hotest summer in 10 years.
Awww, I want a road trip for my b-day but I can't seem to find anyone I can tolerate in close quarters to accompany me emo
Food poisoning sux! I feel for you.
I seem to have far more bad memories than good in regards to my birthdays, I think the last good birthday I had was way, way back when I was living in Germany and I was around 3yrs old at the time. crying
I have so many bad stories to share, it's surprising I haven't gone emo yet! gonk
Stories to share: Sweet 16 Alone, Empty Party, Trolling Crashers, Blatant Sibling Favoritism, and of course: Oops - We Forgot. |
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 2:52 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 1:37 am
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Story time!
Okay, so here's the deal. I'm on a suckish birthday streak. I guess I'm gifted at this junk... Bad luck that is. Anyways. The trouble started with my 18th b-day. You see, my parents are divorced, and there was this deal they had to make that they wouldn't talk bad about each other to me until I turned 18 and was of legal age to rant to about this stuff... Anyways, my parents felt the need to unload everything on me, and well, it was too overwhelming and kind of hurled me into a depression that lasted for a good while. At any rate, I sort of recovered after my suckish 19th b-day. So with that one, I had already moved to Japan and lived with two other girls, both of them from California. So, we were a little different since I'm an East Coast girl natively. But whatever worse, my one roommate had THE SAME birthday as me... At first it seemed like it might be a fun and great idea, but um... it wasn't... We ended up with a tiny cake and only her boyfriend coming over, them going up to her room, the other girl hiding her room and me sitting along with my slice of cake... it was lame, and depressing and ruined my rest of the holidays too since it was like that for the rest of the while until like, mid January when things started to look up. I'm just hoping my 20th wont suck...
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 7:43 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2011 9:47 am
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2012 5:45 pm
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Headmistress of Gallifrey
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