February 22, 2003 ~ 11:08 p.m.
Feeling:
I guess I'm feeling a bit better now. I always enjoy talking to Kai because she's such a great friend and always makes me laugh. We're so insane like that. It's never healthy to be around the both of us. To save at least one's sanity.
Today wasn't so bad. Just a few stressful moments here and there. My mom and I went to a surprise anniversary party for my dad's sister and husband. Their kids, ( my cousins ) planned it out perfectly. My mom and I were late but of course as my mom said, 'Filipino time' the celebrants came a bit later, so we made it. When my aunt and husband did arrive, we shouted out surprise and clapped, and the shocked couple were presented with loving hugs and leis. After all the commotion had let up, my aunt kept on saying how she never expected/suspected a thing, knowing how well she was distracted.
The luncheon/party was at this Japanese restaurant in Hilo, an interestingly built three-story building overlooking the gorgeous Hilo bay. I could see a lot of windsurfers and some speed boats out on the water. There was even the canoe paddling competetions from the schools.
I really missed my cousins, since they live on the other side of the island. My cousins, my uncle's sons, yeah, I really missed them....and the fact that they're so handsome. Anyway, it felt great to see all my relatives. Being in a small get together like that for one occasion, makes me feel good, like I belong...only for a while. Family...they're so precious, the only people you could ever belong with, but not forever.
After the luncheon, my mom and I went to the local swap meet for her to buy vegetables. I stopped for a moment to enjoy one of my fondest childhood memories...blueberry freckle ice cream. I don't know, but it seems like blueberry freckle the only ice cream I could remember as a favorable pasttime. Later, we went to look for this formal dress shop called Haku, that my aunt ( the one suffering from sight loss ) told us would be a good place...to find a prom dress.
Yes by golly, I'm going to my school's Junior/Senior prom. The only problem? I don't have anyone to go with. Boo hoo. Poor me. I *was* going to ask my cousin who lives across next door who's a Senior to go with me, but no, he has to work. Now, I actually have to find some unlucky guy to go with me. Either that, or I go it alone. I guess I'm off without a date again, like winterball, which practically sucked. I dressed up for nothing. That was no big accomplishment for me except for some rotten excuse to 'look' pretty and then loathe about it later.
Haku was one of those little 'up in the apartment' kind of shops, small and quaint, and had a very nice variety of formal wear. It's like finding a four-leaf clover in a field, really one of those cute little small town stores that hail in comparison to any popular department store. For what I guess was about three and a half hours, ( which just seemed to pass by so quickly in such a small store ) I tried on dresses that either didn't fit, or were a bit oversized. My mom was getting frustrated as was I, the humidity of Hilo getting to us without any help from the ceiling fans in the store.
We were just about to give up when my mom suddenly picked out one last thing for me to try. The lady in charge there graced me with luck by mentioning to my mom that the dress would look good on me, and when I tried it, it did. So, with a breath of relief, my mom bought it. The very last thing brought us luck. My dress is lovely. It's a dark plum color, with shimmery beads sewn in a fancy design at the top. Simple, but nice. I guess I was happy. I don't know if I'm really sure about the prom. I can only hope for the best, since my friends are going as well.
Besides the usual stresses over money problems and what shoes to wear by my mom, the rest of the day went by smoothly but I just felt drained out.
Ah well, just another one of those days. I'm just waiting for good day.
Can't take this crap anymore...
Torn
Staying Strong
Heavenly Music
A Filipino Drunkard's Party
Living life »»†«« in solitude...
