Hello Sunday Morning | Blog | 21st celebrations.

On Friday night something pretty terrible happened which I will not go into, but I woke up on Saturday morning feeling as though I was in a bad dream. I am not sure what the future has in store now, but I intend to get my shit together, get a job, get a place and be in control of it. I hope more than anything ever that I can remedy it.

So preparing for 21st celebrations was stressful enough, but that on top of it made it pretty hard to get through. My brother asked a simple question and I burst into tears while making gyoza (japanese dumplings) out of tofu. So my mum and my older sister sat down with me and we tried to make some sense of it, and work out what the next step was for me. I intend on proving that I can take care of myself just fine. After all I am almost 21, I am well and truly in adulthood. I feel as though I should have my own apartment but event after event has made me dependent on other people without realising.

Reality has bitch slapped me in the face and am going to get back at it, dammit.

So I have spent all week preparing food, stressing that because it is all vegan that people will hate it. But, drum roll... THEY LOVED IT. It turned out I made WAYYYYYYY too much food, and I kept getting told how amazing it was. My immediate family worked tirelessly in the kitchen during festivities and I would have gone completely mental without them. So pleased with the final result! My favourite part was probably when the gyoza (normally made with pork but we substituted with crumbled firm tofu) was snapped up in an instant, and people kept coming back for more. We had sushi planned but there was already too much food so we scrapped that idea.

Speeches were lovely, I choked up at the end of my thankyous with the emotion of the day as well as how overwhelmed I was by all the people there. Carrying around the pit in my stomach was hard to smile through, but when two of my dear old friends stood up next to me and said words it was genuine and I felt very blessed.

All in all, it was a very successful evening. Dessert came around (two cheesecakes, sticky date pudding and a mudcake with raspberry sauce) which I made myself and was all vegan. Snapped up the second it could be, and people even taking home parcels of food to share and for themselves.

It was really nice that people weren't getting overly drunk. We had a bonfire and just chilled out around that, as well as inside around the fireplace. I wish so much that the timing of "the event" wasn't Friday night, but I didn't tell anyone and managed to get through last night without people asking if I was okay. I wasn't even tempted to drink because I knew, besides this committment, it would be a terrible idea and I would have become overly emotional. I would not have enjoyed a hangover to compliment this feeling of dread.

So, today is clean up day. I think dad's brain is going to explode because some mud may have been walked inside. I can hear the vaccumm now. I had better go help out. I hope that I have some good ambiguous news to report very soon to say I fixed everything that needed to be fixed, but it may not happen. Damn I hope I can.

Source: http://hellosundaymorning.com.au/2012/07/29/21st-celebrations/

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