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I'm a little teapot

Feeling left behind, so I bought myself some ice cream. Also bought myself this little baby last weekend because I have reached a point in my life where I am comfortable with buying myself things. Spontaneously. Because I want them. No  Minimal guilt involved. And I have always wanted a glass teapot because tea is beautiful and nice. The oolong I also bought from that place (2 oz.) cost me a pretty penny (almost as much as the teapot). But I am a sucker for 铁观音 because that's what Mother would set out for us in the rosy, guilt teapot (the one with the matching cup that it could be stacked on top of. May that cup rest in peace, since Teen Bro let it rest in pieces)on winter mornings before school. I just need to have an appropriate home for my new teapot in my future apartment - counter? cabinet? sideboard?


Also with the birthday fast approaching, I don't know what I want to do for my birthday...go to the zoo? beach day? pinata? water ballons? Most of my birthday celebrations are pretty childish. I think for my 18th birthday, I asked Mother to bring me+bros+2 friends to the Museum of Natural Science. It was great fun (because Deuxmoi & Miss Jazz Run do not disappoint), and I never felt a sense of I'm missing out or This is so childish. Perhaps, the one time of year when I am a simple girl is the day that people feel obligated to congratulate me on my existence. Mm. Thought about taking down the Fb notification of my birthday, but I'm not brave enough. I think I did that for my birthday when I was away visiting the motherland. Not a single friend wished me anything that year (did get an email from University of Pheonix, but they're certainly not my friend). Because I am needy and weak (and able to recognize this), I let my friends and acquaintances cheat a little. If just to make me a little happier. 

Would a tea party-birthday party be any fun? That would just be fun people sitting around and drinking tea and eating and conversing and making merry. Hmm, it would have to be merry enough...
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