||Marilyn Manson "tainted love"
Big unexpected party today. In spite of myself, I had fun. And I was so close to pulling off that sulky, fuck-you-all teenager thing too. Damn!
My dad's childhood best friend, who now lives in Jersey came over, he's also related to my mother through her first cousin or something.
Really cool people.
Their son, Jason, is the same age as Trisha. They drew a picture together and Aklima took a gazillion pictures of them together! So cute! I kept teasing Trisha that Jason is her boyfriend and she kept getting mad at me and telling me that boys are ugly and gross. Hahah, poor Jason looked crushed and got all huffy and puffy. Sigh. Being five is magical, no?
The other child, Mehnet, is one, and is the most adorable baby in the world ... minus the drooling thing. I adore children, all my maternal instincts come out when I'm in a large group of children. Thats why Meg and Trisha likes me more than they like Aklima. ^____^
My dad's friend is a Comp Sci professor at Rutgers, they live 2 streets away from the main campus. And I, now, have an invitation for a week/[end] around early August to New Brunswick. They supposedly have a really nice historic house with an attic guest room! &&& a picturesque pond with ducks! Ducks!! These people have ducks! ... Ok, so the idea tickles me more than it should because I'm such a city kid, but ducks!!! -runs around crying ducks for a few minutes-
Anyway going to Rutgers [or near it] means I get to see Steve and Amanda. So Yay.
And speaking of invitations, Dad's cousin just had a new baby so he called this morning and asked Mum if Aklima and I would like to go to the naming and such party-like things and stay with them for two weeks toward end of August ... in California! He has offered to pay for half the ticket expense and what not so hopefully, we'll be allowed to go even though Aklima is less than thrilled with the idea. She doesn't want to miss out on her summer program thing. Bah. I'll have to sweet talk her into it.
I'd like to go. Anything to get away from *them* for a few weeks. And my youngest Uncle from that branch and I get along really nicely. He's really cool; he's this uber geek who just graduated from Berkeley this year. He majored in Chemical Engineering with a minor in Ancient Greek (yup, he's cool!). He's one of my favorite relatives actually, and the fact that we're so close agewise leaves no room for the whole uncle-niece formalities shpiel.
Lets see, getting back to today, one of my dad's far off cousins was also here. His two year old son is a terror but I love that baby! He has beautiful eyes, eyes girls are going fall right-and-left for in about 14 years or so. I've baby-sat him a few times so now he's all chummy with me and when he saw me, he ran/waddled into my room and planted a big slobbering kiss on my face and imperiously climbed into my lap and started banging on the desk.
Did I mention how lovable children are!?
They are the only beings who know how to love you properly; unconditionally.
I detest my aunt though, materialistic bitch that she is. Bah.
My mother's younger sister's friend is visiting from London and she popped by also. She's hot, and pretty brilliant. Her favorite poet is Ezra Pound!! She can, flawlessly, quote a big chunk of Cantos! But what really got me was the fact that she loves The Tea Party!!!!!!!! I think my eyes got marble sized and I kept thinking, "Will you marry me? ...and subsequently take me away from this horrendous place to skip into an anglosunset with you??"
She just got her Masters from London University, so she isn't that old.
Mum, because she probably felt guilty for not letting me go to the Siren Festival yesterday, made all the dishes in my favorite way. But I'm not Afrosty the Snowbitch for nothing, let her suffer. I will not be speaking to her anytime soon. Yeah .. I'm well aware I sound like a brat. But I really wanted to go, but she had to be sadistic and bitchy and ruin it by putting me on house arrest.
Found out some weird stuff about my father from his childhood friend. Hahah! My father used to be at the top of his class all through his childhood well into his adolescents. And get this, he used to be shy! Whoa, my s.o.b. father, shy!
And the world shall never cease to amaze me.
Tra laa la...
I think I'll go stuff my face with chicken palau, mango chutney, and some fresh lychees now.