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friday=anniehall with nato.
saturday=going upstate with dad (goood!)
sunday=me sitting outside all day reading, with no concept of time, other than what nature tells me through the placement of the sun.
monday=familia!
but then. at the end of the daay the bomb hit.
i went to my room (upstate) to put stuff away so we could leave after dinner.
i was putting the window shades up when brooke and stacie (my cousins, they are sisters) come in,
and brooke says, "lemme see your armpit". so i do. they freak, whatever.
they ask stupid questions like, what do you do when you wear a bathing suit, do you shave your legs?
i show them. they freak. (PS i had been wearing a skirt all day). they ask me why?
i tell them because i dont need to, i dont want to, therefore i dont.
(i go into it deeper) they still are surprised and grossed out (as if hair does not grow on their own bodies!)
then brooke said it. she said my mom told them to go in there and to try and convince me to shave.
i tell them forget about it. they walk out saying that they dont shave just because everyone else does. OK.
i want to throw up. i want to kick my mom, and tell my cousins things that now they might not listento.
MY MOM.
she tells me she loves me, she respects my decisions. bullshit, not only do you make fun of me being a vegitarian, but you make a huge ass deal of it, and give bullshit reasons as to why i made that choise, and A DECISION I MADE THAT HAS NO EFFECT WHATSOEVER ON YOU, you decide to intervine on. fuck you. FUCK YOU.
there has never been a day when so many people lost my respect. its so sad.
saturday=going upstate with dad (goood!)
sunday=me sitting outside all day reading, with no concept of time, other than what nature tells me through the placement of the sun.
monday=familia!
but then. at the end of the daay the bomb hit.
i went to my room (upstate) to put stuff away so we could leave after dinner.
i was putting the window shades up when brooke and stacie (my cousins, they are sisters) come in,
and brooke says, "lemme see your armpit". so i do. they freak, whatever.
they ask stupid questions like, what do you do when you wear a bathing suit, do you shave your legs?
i show them. they freak. (PS i had been wearing a skirt all day). they ask me why?
i tell them because i dont need to, i dont want to, therefore i dont.
(i go into it deeper) they still are surprised and grossed out (as if hair does not grow on their own bodies!)
then brooke said it. she said my mom told them to go in there and to try and convince me to shave.
i tell them forget about it. they walk out saying that they dont shave just because everyone else does. OK.
i want to throw up. i want to kick my mom, and tell my cousins things that now they might not listento.
MY MOM.
she tells me she loves me, she respects my decisions. bullshit, not only do you make fun of me being a vegitarian, but you make a huge ass deal of it, and give bullshit reasons as to why i made that choise, and A DECISION I MADE THAT HAS NO EFFECT WHATSOEVER ON YOU, you decide to intervine on. fuck you. FUCK YOU.
there has never been a day when so many people lost my respect. its so sad.