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I'm pretty sure my parents meant to breed a companion, not a child. They certainly act annoyed that now that I'm getting really interesting to talk to, I'm about to go off to college. I love them. But honestly.
I have no idea what they'll do when I'm gone. My brother's not going to sit and listen to them yak for hours. And they're certainly not going to talk to each other. So by the time I've been away a month they will be sending me ten urgent emails a day, containing my mom's complaints about her job (and occasionally my dad) and my dad's heated and drunken opinion of, say, John Irving.
*sigh* They're sort of adorable, when you think about it.
I have no idea what they'll do when I'm gone. My brother's not going to sit and listen to them yak for hours. And they're certainly not going to talk to each other. So by the time I've been away a month they will be sending me ten urgent emails a day, containing my mom's complaints about her job (and occasionally my dad) and my dad's heated and drunken opinion of, say, John Irving.
*sigh* They're sort of adorable, when you think about it.