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Jun. 16th, 2003 12:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elvendollactually, there's other stuff i wanted to write about, too.
i scored some bday money over the weekend, so now my car is going to get some TLC. i'll get my rear tires replaced, because they're close to really needing it, and because the mechanic-relative said the extra hum the car is making could be unbalanced tires - this way, i'll be able to know whether or not that is the problem before its time for the tuneup i'll get in July. i'll also order the new rear view mirror and see if i can find a way to get the car to a dealership to get the driver's side window retracked.
i have newfound respect for my mom's (now) rich, stuck up cousin - on his fifth day in america, my stepdad went to visit the cousin, who was living in boston at the time, to discuss the plans for bringing my mom and myself into the country. my stepdad took a bus into south station, got in late, and was crashing on the cousin's couch. my stepdad told the cousin that he's a morning person, at which point the cousin looked around, handed my stepdad a tape of a clockwork orange and said "just watch this if you wake up before us", so that ended up being the first movie my stepdad watched in america.
my finances are still wrecky. between one weekend of indulgence and a weekend in NY, i spent a bit more then is healthy for me right now, so September is becoming a less realistic date to be out of debt. throwing the birthday money at it, or even having some fun with it, sounds tempting, but my car could really use the TLC.
i love debbie to pieces, but sometimes, it scares me how untrained or unskilled she is at thinking things through. first, she made some comment about the state of my car, and i said "and its in your interest its taken care of, too" and she still hasn't clicked into the fact that i plan on giving it to her when she turns 17 - i was asking my father for his car by the time i was her age (it was the only thing i'd ever asked him for). then, after she ran around looking for the notebook she had in the kitchen to begin with, my mom said a saying that translates to "a foolish head keeps the legs busy" and she couldn't get it for 5 minutes, after which we explained it to her. ...i just don't know how to steer her out of that...
abi is as lovable as usual, but i'm a little worried - she can only count up to 7, and has a hard time drawing - she takes a crayon and makes little circles/dots, but has a hard time drawing lines. they leave for vacation with close family friends soon, and the family friend is much more maternal then my mother, so i'm really hoping abi will pick up some stuff while with them.
my mom told me that on the ride back to the restaurant, abi would point at red cars and ask if that's me... then, when she got home, she came into the house calling my name - it makes me really wish it was possible for me to live closer to my family in a way that would not drive me bonkers.
a lot of the weekend made me realize what a late bloomer i am - days till i'm 24, and i have no idea about what i want to be when i grow up - but, i think i might have an idea. next is going to be pushing through the fear enough just to research to see if its really for me.
i scored some bday money over the weekend, so now my car is going to get some TLC. i'll get my rear tires replaced, because they're close to really needing it, and because the mechanic-relative said the extra hum the car is making could be unbalanced tires - this way, i'll be able to know whether or not that is the problem before its time for the tuneup i'll get in July. i'll also order the new rear view mirror and see if i can find a way to get the car to a dealership to get the driver's side window retracked.
i have newfound respect for my mom's (now) rich, stuck up cousin - on his fifth day in america, my stepdad went to visit the cousin, who was living in boston at the time, to discuss the plans for bringing my mom and myself into the country. my stepdad took a bus into south station, got in late, and was crashing on the cousin's couch. my stepdad told the cousin that he's a morning person, at which point the cousin looked around, handed my stepdad a tape of a clockwork orange and said "just watch this if you wake up before us", so that ended up being the first movie my stepdad watched in america.
my finances are still wrecky. between one weekend of indulgence and a weekend in NY, i spent a bit more then is healthy for me right now, so September is becoming a less realistic date to be out of debt. throwing the birthday money at it, or even having some fun with it, sounds tempting, but my car could really use the TLC.
i love debbie to pieces, but sometimes, it scares me how untrained or unskilled she is at thinking things through. first, she made some comment about the state of my car, and i said "and its in your interest its taken care of, too" and she still hasn't clicked into the fact that i plan on giving it to her when she turns 17 - i was asking my father for his car by the time i was her age (it was the only thing i'd ever asked him for). then, after she ran around looking for the notebook she had in the kitchen to begin with, my mom said a saying that translates to "a foolish head keeps the legs busy" and she couldn't get it for 5 minutes, after which we explained it to her. ...i just don't know how to steer her out of that...
abi is as lovable as usual, but i'm a little worried - she can only count up to 7, and has a hard time drawing - she takes a crayon and makes little circles/dots, but has a hard time drawing lines. they leave for vacation with close family friends soon, and the family friend is much more maternal then my mother, so i'm really hoping abi will pick up some stuff while with them.
my mom told me that on the ride back to the restaurant, abi would point at red cars and ask if that's me... then, when she got home, she came into the house calling my name - it makes me really wish it was possible for me to live closer to my family in a way that would not drive me bonkers.
a lot of the weekend made me realize what a late bloomer i am - days till i'm 24, and i have no idea about what i want to be when i grow up - but, i think i might have an idea. next is going to be pushing through the fear enough just to research to see if its really for me.
