"best friend date", a rare good day

on my 18th birthday, i didnt do anything. its a rather bad memory now, but ive made my piece with it. my best friend felt bad and took me out to the movies. we saw supergirl. 

supergirl was good. not great, but not bad either. i liked it. a lot more than what i was expecting. lobo was in it, which was unexpected to me, who is only vaguely familiar with the character. he was a highlight of the movie, probably my favorite part. whenever he wasnt on screen i found myself wondering, "where is lobo?!" but i feel like he got his time to shine without overstaying his welcome. i thought he was very cool, i am biased towards characters with motorcyles. 

its worh mentioning that the weather that day was fantastic. although, my definition of fantastic is different than usual i think. that day san antonio had the worst storm in a while, we even had a tornado that messed up some buildings. however, i love stormy weather. im not sure why, i just do. my very scare childhood memories are car rides during storms or heavy rain... its just something about it... im not sure. i hope it rains again soon.

after the movie ended we walked to a nearby sams club to get some pizza. very cheap, very yummy. i also got an icee, which i havent had in forever. after we finished eating we walked around the store. we went to the cold fruit & vegetable room ( a personal favorite of ours) and we pretended to be parents looking at baby stuff. we wondered if this is what being an adult is like.

after that i hung out at her house for a little bit. we watched another movie, the latest hunger games. ive never read or watched the hunger games, so i thought the main character (a young president snow) was a good guy until i looked him up. 

my best friend's house is very warm. not temperature wise, but vibe-wise. ive known her long enough to be considered "one of the family". her parents often joke about adopting me. her couch reclines and its really comfy. her brother and her sister are really funny. i like going to her house. 

when i came back home, i found it to be empty. apparently my dad and my grandma are both back in the hospital on separate incidents. this happened last month as well. it was a really good day. 

memories of the fourth of july

 i wasnt able to go downtown and see the fireworks like i wanted — i wanted videos of fireworks for my summer picture diary — i went to the store down the street to get ice cream and root beer for a root beer float — a firework went off as i was heading back home and i stood on the street corner waiting for more like an idiot

a house close to mine was popping fireworks so i got some good shots of those — after they stopped i just waited on my front lawn to see if i could see some over the houses around me — outside in the middle of the night drinking root beer and singing the national anthem to myself — the sight of my neighbor, shirtless, skipping out his door whistling the chopsticks riff — overall not the worst fourth of july ever

upcoming birthday

as i sit here right now on my bed, at my computer, it is two days before my birthday. my 18th birthday. as i sit here writing this blog post, i realize that the final summer of my youth has already reached a middle point. what a confusing summer it has been, terrible in many ways that summer usually is for me, but also exciting and hopeful, in many ways that summer has not before. this summer marks a great shifting point as i stand at what feels to be a cliff, with a tumultuous past behind me on the level ground and a scary, yet bright jump ahead, with no idea what waits for me at the bottom. (for some reason writing ridiculously eloquent helps me portray my feelings better. please bear with me)

kaito gifset i made forever ago

 

i dont remember what video i sourced these from. ill update when i find it.

update: i cannot for the life of me find this video anymore. :/

sunny

 finished sunny by taiyo matsumoto today. the last chapter broke my heart. i hope those kids makes it out alright.

 the people over at bomb pops are so full of themselves. the serving size is three popsicles!!! who eats three frozen treats in one sitting!?

shoujo boyfriend

 whenever i read shoujo manga i think... "i want a boyfriend!" and then i chastise myself for being delusional. but then again... its a normal feeling, that a lot of people feel. its okay to feel that, but i shouldnt mix reality with shoujo. in real life, you cant expect a boy to say "im going to protect you forever!" and be able to follow on that promise, no matter how much you or him actualy want to. its unfair for others and yourself to have such high expections... and as much as a boy in a shoujo manga can make your heart throb, getting to know a boy in real life is much more interesting, isnt it? a boy in real life has a past and future not bound to a predetermined story, and real life doesnt follow the same story beats or character archetypes that a shoujo can have. life isnt made to be read by teenaged girls and serialized weekly in a magazine. life is messy and can be as overwhelming or underwhelming, and is more bittersweet than any shoujo manga can ever be, which makes it so much more worth experiencing... i think. idk. 

reading a good shoujo manga makes me think way too much. 

(im reading "high school debut" btw, its really really good so far the leads are SO cute)