Oh em gee, I just picked my little sister, 14, up from a birthday party.
What were our birthday parties when we became 15 like? I remember cute sleep overs, movies, lots of food, games etc and now...?!
The moment i arrived, i was greeted by some 15/16 year old sitting on the ground with a bottle of beer in his hand. the moment i got to the door, i could see three girls assuring the fourth girl who was busy emptying her stomach in the garden that everything's gonna be alright. I entered the house and was greeted by a group of teenagers with the girls dressed as if their skirts shrank in the washing machine.
WHATEVER, maybe i'm too strict, too conservative, call me boring i don't care but in my eyes, this is not what 14 to 16 year olds should do with their time. Way too early to get wasted. OMFG i am so angry and i don't know why. Imagining that my sister gets drunk at the age of 14...fail. She wasn't drunk, maybe she took a few sips of beer or whatever was available there (and how irresponsible can the parents be to leave them, a group of 20 minors partying in the house?! would have expected more responsibility from a doctor and a housewife somehow) .
GOSH this generation is so frigging messed up, thank god I'm not part of it -.-
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Friday, July 22, 2011
Maturity.
Okay, long story short: wanted to go salsa dancing (yes, it wasn't cancelled!) so i asked for the car, got an okay from my mom. when i was about to go, she went all "you know you should ask me first for permission" blaaa, okay so i asked her if i could go. her response? - no!
And interestingly i didn't throw a fit, but just said okay, took my contact lenses out and changed into my PJs. For one, i didn't want to start a fight because i know i would have only ruined my make up haha and second...it didn't matter that much to me because i was tired anyways haha
I'm kind of proud of me that get angry. Hope it means that i'm a little bit more mature than i used to be :)
And interestingly i didn't throw a fit, but just said okay, took my contact lenses out and changed into my PJs. For one, i didn't want to start a fight because i know i would have only ruined my make up haha and second...it didn't matter that much to me because i was tired anyways haha
I'm kind of proud of me that get angry. Hope it means that i'm a little bit more mature than i used to be :)
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Dreams and kids.
I regret writing my semester paper about Asian Americans so early. One year later, there is so much material i could put into the appendix! But duh, let the past be the past.
The lyrics of this song are amazing.
Momma had a dream but she gave it up for me.
Sometimes i wonder if my parents had dreams.
They came to Germany, hoping for a better life. Of course they didn't give
up their dreams for us children, we just weren't there yet. But now,
i wonder if they think that the situation as it is is worth it. Haha,
when i think about how often my mom says that i am a bad daughter
I have my doubts =_=°
At least, they are living a better life. It's exhausting, but compared to life
in Vietnam, it sure is a lot better.
It's too hot there.
They came to Germany, hoping for a better life. Of course they didn't give
up their dreams for us children, we just weren't there yet. But now,
i wonder if they think that the situation as it is is worth it. Haha,
when i think about how often my mom says that i am a bad daughter
I have my doubts =_=°
At least, they are living a better life. It's exhausting, but compared to life
in Vietnam, it sure is a lot better.
It's too hot there.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Numb3rs.
Can. be. so. hard. to. remember.
Went to a reggaeton/salsa party last friday with my friends and oh my gosh, that night was so good - the headache the day after weren't =_=
Did something for my self esteem when i danced with two guys and...haha first one liked to swirl me around quite a lot, gosh not something i was very eager on in my tipsy state haha
But then, there he was...the perfect dancer! It was so good although i probably made a fool out of myself haha but still, he asked me for my number and I tadaaaaa, gave him the wrong one!!!! lnef8q3hrz90!?E$
Not on purpose, why would I pass on this great dancer?! Bwah i'm so fed up with myself, I even thought i was 21 the whole night until Saturday afternoon when a friend pointed it out to me, that i'm only 20 -.-°
Epic. Fail.
So now, all I can do is either wait for the next salsa party and hope that he's there, not mad at me for giving him the wrong number, doesn't ignore me, uhm RECOGNIZES me and that I don't remember him being greater than he is hahaah - or, since the next salsa party is probably next week - i'm going to forget him and move on, come on, it's not a big deal. I only got asked for my number for the first time ever (which is kind of a fail?? haha) and screwed it up. Shit happens. A lot to me. haha.
Still deciding whether i should cherish the memories or just... neglect everything haha
OH MY GOSH there i am again, making a bigger deal out of it than it is. Okay, i'm done!
Went to a reggaeton/salsa party last friday with my friends and oh my gosh, that night was so good - the headache the day after weren't =_=
Did something for my self esteem when i danced with two guys and...haha first one liked to swirl me around quite a lot, gosh not something i was very eager on in my tipsy state haha
But then, there he was...the perfect dancer! It was so good although i probably made a fool out of myself haha but still, he asked me for my number and I tadaaaaa, gave him the wrong one!!!! lnef8q3hrz90!?E$
Not on purpose, why would I pass on this great dancer?! Bwah i'm so fed up with myself, I even thought i was 21 the whole night until Saturday afternoon when a friend pointed it out to me, that i'm only 20 -.-°
Epic. Fail.
So now, all I can do is either wait for the next salsa party and hope that he's there, not mad at me for giving him the wrong number, doesn't ignore me, uhm RECOGNIZES me and that I don't remember him being greater than he is hahaah - or, since the next salsa party is probably next week - i'm going to forget him and move on, come on, it's not a big deal. I only got asked for my number for the first time ever (which is kind of a fail?? haha) and screwed it up. Shit happens. A lot to me. haha.
Still deciding whether i should cherish the memories or just... neglect everything haha
OH MY GOSH there i am again, making a bigger deal out of it than it is. Okay, i'm done!
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