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Confessions of a Spoil-a-holic

I confess. I read the last page of a book (or chapter) before I'll get it. I like knowing in November what Santa's gonna get me. I don't give out my birthday because, well, you start EXPECTING those who know to DO SOMETHING.

I like reading the book before the movie, I like questioning the movie after it's over, and I want it to end the way the book does. I will go so far as to UNWRAP Christmas presents, and REWRAP them, just to find out ONE of them. I'll unwrap EVERYONE'S if there are only numbers on the boxes, but I WILL ACHIEVE MY GOAL.

I'm a simple girl. Really, I am. And that's exactly why I don't reveal my birthday. Okay, for more than one reason, but that's one of them.

You just NEVER KNOW who's gonna pop up -- ohhhhhh say, a doctor? your child? -- with a "OMG I GOT YOU A GREEEEEAT BIRTHDAY PRESENT BUT I'M NOT TELLING."


Everybody who knows me and WOULD buy a gift for me (or gift me in some way) KNOWS not only my birthday, but also that I HATE not knowing. I want to know everything.

Those same people are entrusted with that dreaded day that even *I* try to forget every year. So if THEY forget, well, it doesn't bode well for our mutual futures. Just sayin'. If you work like the devil to get the date, then be the devil on my birthday.

Spoilers. Page-endings. Movie shockers. JUST A FREAKIN' HINT at what this GREAT WONDERFUL OMGYOU'REGONNALOVEITSOMUCH! thing is before I lose my freakin' mind.

So yesterday, Kelsey and Cameron BOTH didn't want to see what I'd done for them (I always do a little thing for them, so they will remember this summer), but rather decided to LITERALLY TORTURE ME over "what the birthday thing was". They refused...REFUSED to hint. At all. That lasted for an hour, as I kept them in the living room, while they were condescending to me, talking in this new, kid-speak designed to keep adults out of the loop.

Nice, Kelsey.

Then, Kelsey said "Okay, mom, I'll give you this much but that's it." She immediately made this weird noise, started moving her hands in a sliding out motion, then pulling back in, and ending that in a pop-sound. WHAT THE SHIT IS THAT? Cameron laughed when Kelsey did this, and said "OH I'D GET IT."


So I kept after them. Kelsey says it's something I've mentioned that I NEED. I don't /want/ things, but do NEED. So I asked if it was a new vacuum cleaner. LOL. Nope. I asked more than 100 questions, none of which were satisfied, and up to this moment, I'm clueless. AND WE KNOW I HATE THAT.

This morning, BOOM, same thing happens with someone else.

"Oh, man, you're gonna LOVE your birthday present."

Again...these people are close to me; otherwise, they wouldn't KNOW my birthday. So at THIS point, I've gone through two horrific days of birthday torture, because I'm literally afraid that I'll look and think "OMG WHAT WERE THEY THINKING?" I know...it sounds terrible, but it happens nonetheless. I've seen it happen with others; which is why I'm SO generic but helpful during times like that (i.e., gift cards to anywhere, USA, etc.). And this morning was NO different. I went into great detail about HOW I HATE SURPRISES and none of that registered.

But worse -- I received NO SPOILERS which would help. This morning, I heard the SAME thing Kelsey said: "Oh you'll LOVE IT...TRUST ME because I KNOW you."

Ummmmmmmm I don't think /anybody/ knows me that well. Okay, well, this person did mention things that he thought I loved and he was right. But it's not because I ever *told* him. So now, I wonder HOW IN THE HELLIA he could've guessed those things, since they're not typical gifts. I'm not a typical chica. Freaky. What I /really/ want is his iPod. LOL :) Even my most obscure favorite musicians ARE ON HIS IPOD. How did HE know? Or is it possible that he has the EXACT SAME musical tastes as *I*? Or did he call Kelsey up, and start asking questions? Just sayin'.

Now I'm gonna worry right up until THAT DAY. Kelsey's school registration is on my birthday, which REALLY sucks, so I have a feeling that day is going to drag on and on and on. Then again, it usually does. Why? Because I will make the mistake of telling the wrong people -- again, who beg like the devil to find out when my real birthday is -- who never fail to disappoint.

And that's that. I'm going insane because of those two. Nice. Oh, and to top it off, the aforementioned made a medical hypothesis of WHAT THAT KNOT WAS above my arse and right below my waist. OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG. I WANT IT OUT!!!!!

I just won't go there. Today's too crazy as is. I'm just happy at the prospect that life will level out. Yeah. That's my BIGGEST goal, I think. That, and learning from one or the other WHAT THE HELLIA THEY GOT ME.



( 18 whispered — Whisper to me )
Jul. 17th, 2007 03:56 pm (UTC)
Ha-ha, the joy of surprises. They're never kept because my brother finds out and if I tell him something he'll tell me what I'm getting. My best friends give me the easiest hints where I can guess all of it. But, I know what you're talking 'cause when it comes to the other family members or some non so close friends who get me stuff I never know until the day and anticipation kills me.
Jul. 17th, 2007 04:16 pm (UTC)


I can't get away with it in any fashion. There is, however, a whole school of psychology behind the birthday thing. Christmas et al don't matter (well, it does for the TRUE reasons, but not gifts); but when it comes to my birthday...yeah. I'll go psychotic. Just like trying to get a plot out of Kelsey for a movie she's seen. She'd rather DIE A LONG, SLOW DEATH than to tell me ANYthing about how it ends or who the antagonist is. LOL =) See how MEAN SHE IS? But she will tell me how GREAT the movie is and HOW MUCH I'D LOVE IT. Exactly what she says about presents. LOLOL. Niccccce. And what if I don't love it? HELLLLo. Okay, it's sweet that she got me ANYthing, but still...unless I've said OMG I REALLY WANT/NEED THAT then...it's not that I don't trust her, but she can't read my mind.

Can she? O.o

Jul. 17th, 2007 04:49 pm (UTC)
You'd be suprise about how much a daughter knows what her mother would want. My mom always thinks I never know what she wants/needs, yet I always get that one thing. I've gotten better on other holidays except my birthday. But I do know that this Christmas involves Bon Jovi tickets, even if it's months later. Whenever they go on sale, I get them.
Jul. 17th, 2007 06:00 pm (UTC)
Actually, I absolutely believe you, and know that it's true. It's bizarre; Kelsey ALWAYS gets me something that I either really, really need or like a WHOLE BUNCH. She apparently listens to every comment I make, whether we're watching a movie or at the grocery store, or just getting dressed to go somewhere. But all those conversations all equate to her knowing EXACTLY what I'd want or need.

Jul. 17th, 2007 06:06 pm (UTC)
Ha-ha. It's the time where you learn the most when the random conversations or such come about.
Jul. 17th, 2007 06:11 pm (UTC)
She's all sneaky about it, though. I totally think she's not listening, and then BOOM...that real obscure thing I was rambling about in the car, while she pretended to sing along to whatever is on the radio, she remembers a YEAR LATER. lol :)
Jul. 17th, 2007 06:28 pm (UTC)
Ha-ha, at least it shows she listens when you think she's not. Shows she truly cares. Like when it comes to gifts for my mom my twenty-two and thirty-nine year old brother come running to me. They never have any idea because they don't listen.
Jul. 17th, 2007 06:40 pm (UTC)
WOW. Your parents must have a GREAT relationship. *snickers*

You should make them find out! Honestly (and I hate to say it, but feel it's true) men just /can't/ love like we do. It's impossible for numerous reasons. I fully expect to be slapped by /someone/ on my friend's list now.

Jul. 17th, 2007 06:44 pm (UTC)
LOL. My dad had an excuse for never knowing. He's a truck driver, he's never home. So he just gets what he 'thinks' my mom would want. It usually works out.

Ha-ha, and I agree. Men cannot with the exception of some, I'll give them that much.
Jul. 17th, 2007 06:47 pm (UTC)
You're 17...brothers, 22 and 39 and dad who travels? LOL. You'd be the ONLY one who knows. However...look at the HUGE age gaps between the three of you! YASH YOUR PARENTS HAVE SOME FUN TIMES WHEN HE'S OFF-ROAD!! AWWWWW YEAHHHHHH. LOL
Jul. 17th, 2007 06:53 pm (UTC)
Wow I'm insane. Huge type I did haha, twenty-nine. Sorry!

But then their is my half-sister who is in her thirty's.

Ha-ha, my oldest brother is from my mothers first marriage and my sister is from my fathers first. My brother who is twenty-two is my full blooded sibling.
Jul. 17th, 2007 06:57 pm (UTC)
Heh. Then all I have to say about THAT is "YOU GO, MOMZ". lol :)
Jul. 17th, 2007 04:25 pm (UTC)
I have a surprise for you, too! But a fun one!

Hint: Tracey


I think it will arrive late, though. )-: Sorries...
Jul. 17th, 2007 05:56 pm (UTC)


Hahahaha OMG. You're KILLING MEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Er...gimme a hint... *cough* Just a small one, not even a big one. NO NO NO...don't get me anything! You're struggling out in Cali trying to be famous. Get me something (like OH I DUNNO A NEW HOUSE?) when you hit the big time =D

A hintplz.
Jul. 18th, 2007 07:20 am (UTC)
It's already picked out. No more hints. You'll see first of next week probably! :P
Jul. 18th, 2007 04:10 pm (UTC)
Grrr. That still makes nada sense, woman!! You're torturing me on PURPOSE. I did logical things, like check my memories and look at lists, but OH NO. Nada. ;p
Jul. 18th, 2007 11:01 pm (UTC)
Yep, I've got a mental count-down. Got one on my cellphone for next year's, too!

Seeing as you haven't received that "blue thing" (LOL) by now, I'm just gonna say it's gone. Oh well. Will try again soon.

Any chance of posting a video of K's b-day hint? We could try to help you figure it out!
Jul. 18th, 2007 11:55 pm (UTC)
I just made a BIG OLE entry thanking you!!! Yes, it all came in today :) :) I loved the card (with acronyms :D). You rock!!!

Er...forget the birthday, though. Ugh. I hate it!
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