Donna's Bithday Blog

Happy Birthay to me! As of August 6th, I am old enough to know better, but too young to care! *HEHE* This year I had my birthday party in Randall Park. I brought games, but my friends and I just ended up chatting the afternoon away, and I went to the Yakima Bears game that night. The Bears won 5-3 and there where fireworks at the end of the game.
I sometimes worry about the person I am becomming. I hate being responsible for everything, and I am still the girl who bumps into screen doors at her friends house. I still like sleeping until noon when I have nothing to do, and eating greasy chinese food. I am still looking for a full time job , and mainly I am tired. I am tired of food and money being an issue here. Tonight while I was looking for some butter to put on my bread, grandpa said we are out of it until tomorrow, and that between the four of us, he can't keep up with what we eat. That is why if I don't find anything full time soon, I will be moving back to Texas at the end of October. If I don't find anything now, I doubt I will in another year or another few months, and I can't afford to stay and see if something will come up.
I will miss Yakima if I have to go, but I got the feeling I wasn't meant to stay and work here anyway. But, the one thing that has been stuck in my head is a conversation I had with Melanie at the Bears game. Melanie got an email from Dustin on Tuesday saying he finally wanted to get together with her so she could give him his birthday present. However, Melanie didn't hear from him again until after the Bears game on Saturday to arrange a time to meet him. That frustrated Melanie because it seemed like she was the only one really making any effort to get together and Dustin does not have a full time job , on top of living in the same town as Melanie and I. I told her if Dustin does not end up meeting up with her, it is his loss because I have been abroad, and I try not to make people think I'm too busy for them. It also made me wonder about the people we let into our lives.
Perhaps the people who matter the most are not the ones we constantly have to chase down to spend time with us. Perhaps the people in our lives that matter the most are the people who are still friends with you after you accidently bump into ther screen door, let you stay with them even if they don't have alot to offer, and give you tickets to a baseball game for free so you can see fireworks on your birthday.