Today I turn 20.

Oh My God.
I'm not ready for the twenties but I'm going to beat it up to a pulp, and do what I can.
What a Day..

So it starts 6am, I over sleep until 6:50, then jumped into the bath, then changed and dried my hair, then proceeded to do my hair into curls and straighten out edges.
Had breakfast with was, an omelet with, green peppers, onion, tomatoes, and cheese.
I then watch a part of a film witch was, Sabrina the teenaged witch, I stopped watching because it was getting later and later, and we were mostly waiting for my dad to arrive to go out to a restaurant.
Mum asks what we could eat, so Chinese, Japanese, Indian, or just normal food.
I ask for Chinese but the plan changes.

It turns, 6pm and he finally arrives washed, shaved in old clothes, mum then brags about it, and then we leave to go to Harvester, (which isn't something of my idea), Unfortunately harvest was filled, with customers as it was Easter Monday. As we waited for my dad to park, I noticed on a guys shirt, as picture with Kurt Cobain with the words 1967 - 1994 underneath it. Just a casual reminder that this month 20 years ago was a sad one, and yet it was my birthday too.

Dad and Mum decided to eat some where else, so my they decide to go to Beef-Eaters, (Again not my idea, but I go along with it, with my bad reputation in the family, I don't want to say something out of context) We then get tld we have to wait 30 minutes for a seating, this time we stay and order just a few drinks, I had lemonade with my sister, as my parents wish to have tea.
(I also smelt a vague smell of Weed being smoked, but i didn't mention it), it goes 40 minutes and we hadn't been called, so we go over, and the lady says we wasn't register, even though I hear my mum and the guy placing a registration.
I then look at the list and see our surname on the list, though now it was crossed out.
Just after realizing the mistake, and in a coincidence, there was a table free, so we were seated.

So we sit down (I take my lemonade with me) and we ask for starters, we asked for garlic bread, but instead we got garlic fried mushrooms. Mum and dad then shared the started between them, and then asked for again, and firmly for garlic bread. As we sat down, It began to rain, we were placed by the window,
We then moved onto main, I and my mum ordered chicken and Salad, my Dad and sister ordered fish and chips with peas.
As it arrived, it looked lovely, but after taking a bite full, it was covered heavily in salad dressing, it was so strong, I started to tear up. All the richness of the oil and vinegar, you couldn't taste the food, but only the the strong vinegar.
in the end i took 5 bite fulls, and gave up..
I said mum, this dish is really strong, there is quite a lot of salad dressing, my mum then asks for chips, as I ate a few, I then went to the bath room, just for a bit of air.
and just when thing couldn't get any worse, as I was washing my hands, I got a look, like I'm a freak or something.
Guess cause of my natural dark brown hair with a side fringe, black coat, and light make up, might make me look slightly gothic, but its insulting and all the same. Thanks.
so here is my reply to you dirty stare,
HEY YOU BLONDE BITCH, DIRTY FUCKING BITCH, FUCK YOU, SAY IT TO MY FACE THAN GIVE ME YOU A STARE LIKE IM A FREAK, FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU.. 
I then return back, and ate the chips I had, then we left, I had enough being here, we asked for our bill, paid and complained. Mum and Dad tasted my dish and thought it was gross.
We then returned home, it was late at night around 9:50pm
we then had my cake and open presents, and took loads of photos. That was the highlight for my birthday, just family huddled together and eating cake.
my presents were, souvenirs from Italy, including a scarf, postcards, a small china plated cat model,  A sewing machine, and a curling wand.


I got a sewing machine..
*processes this information*
HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT!!!!
for so long i've been making cosplays, by hand and stitching material by hand, that getting a sewing machine, is like, something holy..
TwT I am so happy...
so happy TwT..
I then head bed...
so that concludes my 20th birthday :3 It wasn;t great, but none of my birthdays are, and thats a good majority bieng down to my fault.

Take Care
DeathNoteChild