I had my friend (lets call her glasses) spend the night last night. We stayed up until 4 in the morning watching tv, and when we decided to sleep, we turned the tv off and laid down like we were supposed to. However, in the silence, I began to think of things to talk about. So of course, I began to babble, and then glasses started to talk, and somewhere along the way, I found a hole in my pillow and pulled all of the stuffing out. It was all flat and was also colored brown. Brown stuffing? Since when is stuffing brown? Anyway, I fluffed it all back up by tearing pieces apart, and then stuffed it all back into my pillow. It was heaven to sleep on. Lol. And no, I'm not wacko. I'm Stephanie.
This morning (I started to type this smorning lol) I woke up idk when, and glasses was just sitting on my sofa wide awake. I remember looking at her and wondering why she was awake, and then rolled over and fell asleep again. I woke up once more around one p.m., and she was still on the sofa just sitting. I said, "How can you be up and wide awake?" She just shrugged and said, "I don't know. I'm not tired." Of course, I didn't wanna go back to sleep if my guest was up. So I stayed up and then she got a call from her mom asking to come home and help her. After she left, I was going to go back to sleep, but of course, that wasn't going to happen. Instead, my brother asked me to make him something to eat because he was hungry, and my mom was telling me things I needed to do while she took clothes to my aunt's work to donate. She was also asking me questions, and being as crabby as I was, I just wanted to go back to bed. What was worse was that each time I responded to my mom or each time she told me something to do, she'd say "please" and "thank you" all sweetie-pie like. Now, when I'm crabby, it's bad enough to expect me to complete tasks that you want me to do. It's even worse if you're using please and thank you, because it doesn't make me any more keen to do it. I don't think, Well at least he/she is being polite. I think, shut the fuck up, bitch. I don't wanna deal with you right now and I will rip your face off and chop it into pieces. Gruesome enough? Sleepy Stephanie isn't a very friendly person.
So my mom left, and I was on the couch thinking about whether I should really make my brother something to eat or not. After an hour, I decided to (but only because I was beginning to get hungry, and food wasn't sounding too bad). I mixed up some pancake batter and made a pile of pancakes, and after my bro and I ate, I took a shower. After I got out, I decided that I would heat up the eye liner because someone told me that it lasts longer that way. Little did I know just how difficult it was going to be to get off. So I took a lighter and fired it up, and then I held the eye liner over it (just enough to slightly melt the top). I then blew on it to make sure I wouldn't burn my skin (because I wasn't that stupid), and began to put it on. It was going great up until I drew it on too thick. Now, usually it's easy to wet a Q-tip and rub that stuff off. But after heating it, I didn't realize that it made it nearly impossible to work with. So my Q-tip method wasn't working. It was at that point when I just decided to wash it all off. However, I wasn't thinking very clearly because I was sleep deprived. So I took some soap and a wash cloth and scrubbed the liner off, but I scrubbed until my eyes were red, stinging, and puffy.
I went and got out another wash cloth and ran it under cold water, and then laid down and put it over my eyes. It felt pretty good. But then I realized that I probably could have used baby oil and avoided the whole painful ordeal. Of course it was after I scrubbed my eyes raw that I thought of it, because that's how it always works. Lol.
So after a while of laying down, my mom came home and we went and picked up tall hair. He told me he had been shopping for my Christmas present the day before (with no luck because nothing was "Stephanie worthy), and then found the perfect thing to get me today. So we got to my house and exchanged presents. He made me open his first, and he had two things wrapped. The first one was a rainbow elephant that he found at Earthbound (my FAVORITE store because it's soooo me) and I absolutely love elephants.
My second gift was smaller, and at first I thought that maybe it was a necklace or something. But when he set it in my hand, it felt heavy. At first I had no idea what it was. But as I began to unwrap it, I could tell that it was beginning to feel like an iPod. Sure enough, when I opened it, an iPod touch was sitting in my hand. He told me that it was his old one that he lost and it had a camera and FaceTime on it so that we could video chat when we had those "I miss you" moments. I was in shock!
After I got done opening my presents, I gave tall hair his. My mom and I had bought him pajama jeans because I knew he had been wanting them ever since I've known him. It was so cute when he opened them because he got all excited and then couldn't stop laughing because of his excitement. I watched him head back to my bathroom in a joyous trance and he changed into them right away. They fit him perfectly and he wore them the rest of the night. We also went to the theater to see Hugo (which was a great movie!) It got a little off track when it came to what the focus of the movie was supposed to be, but the story line was great. I think one of the greatest and most memorable things said in it was, "I'd imagine the whole world was one big machine. Machines never come with any extra parts, you know. They always come with the exact amount they need. So I figured if the entire world was one big machine, I couldn't be an extra part. I had to be here for some reason. And that means you have to be here for some reason too." Definitely a very inspiring movie to watch. I would buy it in a heartbeat.
After the movie, tall hair and I went out into the lobby to wait for my mom to come. We were sitting down and laughing because we were so tired and slap-happy that we couldn't control ourselves. We were sure that some people probably thought we were drunk or high. Haha. There was a little Wehrenberg ticket screen thing out there that kept singing "Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba, Wehrenberg! Wehrenberg theaters!" over and over and over again. I began to wonder how the people who worked at the ticket booth could stand listening to that thing all day. I would have broken it had I been working there! I even considered punching it a few times. So tall hair and I were making jokes about it. We were also just randomly making up funny scenarios that could happen at a movie theater, and by the time my mom picked us up, my cheeks were wet with tears and tall hair was laughing hysterically. We then went to McDonalds because I hadn't eaten anything since breakfast (or brunch, whatever you wanna call it). So we ordered our food and they got the order wrong. When they gave us the right food, we realized they only gave tall hair a 4 piece chicken nugget instead of a 6 piece, and they didn't give him his ranch. Not going back to that one again. After eating, we dropped him off and then came home. My mom made some Christmas food and she just turned in for the night.
I'm just waiting on this iPod download to finish and then I'm going to bed too. Tall hair is logged into his email and his FaceTime on it, and idk how to log out. It doesn't have a log out button! Haha. Oh gawd. I'll be okay. I'm surprised I typed this much and that it all makes sense, because I feel like my body is going to give out on me any second here.
I'm also making some important choices that I plan to put in affect during 2012 involving friendships. It's going to be a little messy and stressful, but I know I'll be able to get through it.
Well, this is the part where I wrap things up and say goodnight. I'm sorry I didn't have anything too interesting to type about tonight. I usually do. I have a few ideas planned for my upcoming blogs, but I'm going to keep thinking of things that my audience can relate to reading (or will just enjoy reading). I wish you all a very Merry Christmas Eve, and for the atheists and other religions who don't celebrate Christmas, um, Happy Hanukkah (I hope I spelled that right), happy holidays, happy snow season, happy "I don't believe in Christ season", whatever floats your boat.
G'night.
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