A Farmer’s Life for Me

I mentioned in passing that my sister had found an apartment and moved out of the house. At first, I didn’t think I was going to miss her that much because we were never super close, mainly because of the eight year age difference, but now that she’s been gone for about a week, I’ve really missed her. I’m really excited for her though, since this is a big step forward in her life. It’s exciting. :D

Lately, I’ve been so lazy. I haven’t wanted to do anything. I just want to sit on my butt and revel in being able to sit on my butt. I recently read Clarisse’s post about being reminiscent and doing a lot of things that she used to do. She mentioned a video game she started playing again that she used to play and I instantly thought of this game that I used to play all the time: Harvest Moon: Back to Nature.

I know, I know, loser.

Basically, this original PlayStation game (super old!) starts off with this little boy visiting his grandfather’s farm for the summer. He then grows up and his grandfather dies, leaving the run-down farm. The mayor of the village says that he can rightfully inherit the farm if after three years he can get it up and running and the villagers like him.

So in the game, you play this boy (er, adult?) and you can grow plants and raise chickens and cows and sheep. But there’s a lot more than just the farm. There’s a mountainous area and village people and you can marry. There’s just a ton of stuff to do. My favorite parts are always the village festivals.

But anyways, it sounds kind of lame (or a lot lame) but I was obsessed with it when I was in elementary school. My brothers were really into all the fighting and shooting games and I didn’t really care for them. I also really sucked at them, haha. So I was already hooked because it wasn’t that type of game at all. It was a game with a relatively simple concept and there were no right or wrong things to do (except like, killing your animals. But that’s just duh.).

I remember sitting in my third grade class and planning which crops I was going to plant and how much I would sell them for and buy them for and calculating my profit just from crops for that specific season, etc. I’m telling you, this game consumed all of my time. And then after a while I grew bored of it and half a year or a year would pass by and I’d start playing it again and play it nonstop. This was kind of a repetitive process.

While I started playing the game in about the third grade, I think I finally beat it in the eighth grade. Kinda crazy. :P And, on another note, this is the only video game I have ever beaten in my life. Is that bad? Ah, who cares? Haha.

Back to my original point, Clarisse’s post made me think about that game and made me want to play it again. So I dragged out my brother’s abandoned PlayStation 2 and asked if I could play the game.

Sooo for the last two days in my free time, I’ve nonstop played this game. I still love it, and after I finish this blog post and return some comments and do some homework, I’m dragging my butt downstairs and playing it some more. After probably three or four weeks I’ll grow bored of it again, but it’s just one of those things that you never get tired of and it always brings back happy memories. :)

Written in the Stars

Saturday was my senior Prom, and it was a complete blast. I had tons of fun and it wasn’t even comparable to last year, which was an absolute disaster. It was almost absolutely perfect.

The only real hitch in my day was my hair. In case you don’t know, I have curly, frizzy, and obnoxious hair. Some days it will be really pretty, others it looks like I just rolled out of bed no matter what I try and do with it. Last year I had straightened my hair, but I wanted to do something a little more special with it this year, so I went somewhere to get it done. My aunt’s sister always cuts my hair, so I naturally just went to her to get it done.

I had wanted my hair curly and side swept with part of it pinned back, like this picture. However, she didn’t do it like the picture at all. She basically put my hair in a side ponytail and it was not curly. It just looked a mess. I didn’t want to offend her or my mom, so I went along with it. I mean, she was completely finished so there was nothing that I could do about it. On the ride back home, I was trying not to cry but my mom could tell that I didn’t like it and I just burst into tears.

Thank goodness my sister Rachel came to the rescue. :P My stylist had put so much hairspray in my hair that she had to literally pry it apart, but she made it look so much better than before. It still wasn’t what I originally wanted, but I wasn’t going to complain.

I went with a relatively small group of friends and pictures were so fun! :) We went to a park towards downtown and took pictures there, so the scenery was really pretty. And it was such a sunny day – so the pictures came out really well!

The night passed by really fast, too! The dance started at 7:oo PM and the next time I looked at the clock it was 10:00 PM. The dance floor was the perfect size, too. I remember last year it was really, really small – so small that everyone couldn’t fit on it. This year, it was a little bit larger, but not so much that we were all dwarfed.

And they had a chocolate fountain. :* Nom nom nom!

I was a little worried that the friend I had that basically said she didn’t want to be friends anymore would ruin the night with drama. But even though this girl came to take pictures with us (which was a little awkward), she avoided us like the plague for the rest of the night so it didn’t affect my prom night at all. Thank goodness! I’m over the situation and I really hate drama.

Becky also made prom court! :D She didn’t end up winning queen, but it was still really fun to root and shout for her.

After the dance, Andrew, Becky, and I went to McDonald’s – where Andrew works – because his manager wanted to see him. Andrew’s a I’m-going-to-wear-shorts-year-round kind of guy, so seeing him so dressed up is kind of a big deal. :P It was so funny, his manager said, “Oh Andrew! You look so dapper!” He replied, “What’s dapper mean?” Hahaha.

We met back up with the rest of our group at Applebee’s and then I had a girls only after-sleepover. (Get it? Like after-party, only after-sleepover!  :3 Ah, nevermind.) My sister just recently moved out, so we pulled out the sleeping bags and slept on the floor in her vacant room. We stayed up til around 3:00 AM just talking. Ya know, what girls do best. ;)

Overall, it was just a wonderful, beautiful night. It was fun to get all dressed up and see everyone else looking so gorgeous!

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