Do you know who I’m thinking of? hee hee
(by idareyoutoclickthis)
Do you know who I’m thinking of? hee hee
(by idareyoutoclickthis)
It’s 2am. I acutally don’t know why I’m still awake. Well, apart from the fact that I am seriously midnight snack-deprived. I guess I just have a hangover of sorts from the almost-three amazing days in the home of one of my best friends in the whole wide world.
We talked non-stop, generally a normal tradition of the female species. I guess what makes me think we might be a tiny bit different are the various things we discussed such as the smell of old books, the itchy-ness of the tall grass, how my darling brother thinks that he knows what women want to eat (boiled eggs according to him, HAHA), how my youngest brother wants a pizza for his wedding cake, drawing candles on birthday cards.. yeah, those kinds of things.
We also sang endlessly, you know, during the spaces in between breathing and chatting.
It’s a shame I had to leave so early yesterday morning. There was a threatening, signal number three storm that had just begun, and in the craziness of the fallen trees, twisted tent supports, and leaves leaves leaves, my father came to pick me up. I love him for that.
However, in spite of the abrupt ending, I still had an awesome time. Thank you, darling, for hosting me and making my sembreak exciting. I look forward to this Christmas break!
Here’s a souvenir from our adventure:
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