Easily Forgotten Loathing

*phew*
from the beginning I had great anticipation for my 22nd birthday. It sounded pretty phenominal with all of my planning and set courses of action. What I had planned was to spend the 13th with my family since it is there day; well- it didn't come into conversation what we would do for my birthday. Fair enough, I offered them the afternoon and mid day while my friends got me for the evening. Apparently, my mother asked if we could spend the entire day together. All right, so I would schedule time with my friends tomorrow at any time that was convineant for them.

Sadly-- my dad gets drunk... again. He has a tendancey to believe he speaks logic and motivational speeches when he's drunk and his actions are obscure and destructive. I mean one time he got so drunk that he fell on top of the open heater and gave himself 2nd degree burns on over 10% of his body. I felt no remorse for him. Nevertheless, I look at him for a moment while he was arguing with my mother, and the last words I said to him were "I will never speak to you again, you are absolutely dead to me." I mean I have had it with the drinking, I am ok with a couple of drinks, hell even my friends can control their liquor much better than he. I was more than disappointed than ever in him.

So, I go upstairs and start to read my books just to work on some studying while I have the time... I mean I have a lot of it.

The next day, I completely avoid him and thus my mother offers to take my brother and I to a casino and eat at the buffet for free. Honestly I really do not like casinos anymore; I don't like being around people that are willing to put money away like that. I mean my mother won 80 dollars but I put 10 of mine in there-- foolishly into it and lose that. I was a bit discouraged. Nevertheless, life lesson learned, gambling is a hell on its own- no I am not going from the entire "Christianity" thing where I declare it a work of the devil... really that would be insultive to my Cherokee blood. We have a good time at the buffet.

I was really hoping I could get the copy of Resident Evil 5, I really was estatic for that.

Ah well.

The next day... well evening... James called and we hung out at a bar and he bought me a drink, it was pretty light on alcohol, and we played a round of pool. Please be warned... drunk girls are very weird... James gave me a dollar to go to the jukebox and choose a few songs that I wanted to hear, I chose something from Wolfmother, Jimi Hendrix and something else.

We went go hang out at Willie's and that was pretty fun. We just sat and watched some Lord of the Rings.

I am missing some details and such but other than that, it was a new experience for a birthday.

It seems I am now at square one to getting money for a camera. So yeah, I've been looking around things so far to earn an income that would work.