The baby ate my dingo!
Being a kid is terribly underrated, and what's even more underrated is acting like a kid when you're officially an adult. (me? whoa. yes, I'm 18, although adult? doesn't quite feel like it. I mean sure, I voted, but I've felt capable of that for years now.) But, I must say I do not see my cousins enough. They're like the brothers I always wanted. And that's pretty much how we treat eachother. I mean, screw being the mature one. It's much more fun to be immature and make fun of them and hit them and fight with them. And just not worrying about a thing and acting like a kid is something that everyone should do more often.
Anywho, my cousins. Seriously, when I think back to the times I've been happiest it's with them. I don't have a care in the world, except of course to make sure they don't kill themselves or me.
They are little monsters. Like Bryce...ohhh man, he's 10 and always has energy and runs around like mad and drinks soda after soda and candy (I had to keep him from wasting his xmas money from grandma on candy) and doesn't really do anything safely....and I let him ride the front of our tandem...and let me tell you....scared the living daylights out of me...my safety was pretty much in his hands. scariness. But fun, too. I was scared, but smiling and laughing the entire time...and he got good at it!!! And Cooper, who's 14, is a freshman and playing on the varsity soccer team. and he's good at chess (i can't play chess for beans, let me tell you that right now. I played this kid I was babysitting once...he was probably Bryce's age, maybe a touch older, and was crazy smart and the only reason he didn't totally beat me right away was because I had no strategy so I made some bizarre moves that he wasn't expecting. But, of course, I lost. but anyways)...and cribbage, where he had to catch the million points I didn't count. But he's lots of fun. Cooper got tall too! I think the last time I saw him was 2 summers ago for his 13th birthday...but the last time I saw him I was definately taller. And they both, especially Bryce, got really into DDR, which was fun, because I hadn't played for a while. They weren't too good...but definately improved. except when bryce made us do a challenge song, and let me tell you, I might be able to move my feet that fast if I could process the arrows fast enough...
And playing hearts with them (finally...my mom's family likes hearts so I can play with real people instead of the computer. kim doesn't like that game, so we can never just play as a family), and I relearned cribbage for about the 9th time, and I'm not too bad, except I suck at counting my hand because when I used to play on the computer I let it count everything for me. Of course, mainly with hearts, you have to play differently with actual people. Like my uncle jon pretty much aims to shoot the moon every time, so if you pass to him you've got to be careful...and you can't just dump high cards first chance...
Oh, and it's funny when my mom's family is around...my uncle has these ginormous foster's beer cans he drinks, my mom always makes sure she's got bailey's irish cream around for my grandma, and they drink margaritas and champagne and wine and beer and such much more than usual...my parents often have wine with dinner, but no liquor. And I get to taste it! Bailey's is gross. it tastes like eggnogg with a kick. and I don't like eggnog. and when you add that burning sensation, gross! margaritas aren't bad. then my mom told me to try bailey's in coffee. (yes, my mom encouraging me to drink. which naturally never happens, but hey, it's christmastime). Of course, then it tasted like eggnog coffee so my godmother says to try kaluha, which is coffee-ish flavored or amaretto. kaluha is so-so, but amaretto? mmmmmmboy. it's like that italian soda almond syrup (except that it's called something different...but if you've ever had an almond italian soda...it's like that flavoring but with alcohol. mmmm. it looked like that bottle had been in our cuboard for ages. and I found we had 3 bottles of bailey's because my mom always gets it for grandma but she never drinks it all. i'd never actually tried bailey's before, and don't want to anymore...but yeah that's the story. it's like when we went to the absinthe place in france, only in the comfort of my own home. mmmm amaretto. and later that day I was going to to post office for my mom, and realized, crap, i've been drinking...good thing it was more tasting than drinking. and on a full stomach and plenty of not-alcohol drinks. like tea. mmm tea. i'll take tea over liquor any day)
Right now, if I could choose any guy to spend time with, I'd want to spend time with my cousins. Yes, I realize I've got a boyfriend right now, but that statement still stands. I'm not sure what that means. Maybe that family is more important to me than friends, or at least really really important. Maybe I haven't really fallen in love yet. Maybe I'm not mature enough for a relationship, at least in some aspects. And I don't know whether that first statement will ever change. Unless I meet my soulmate. I wonder who that could be? He's going to be a heck of a guy, I'll tell you that right now. Perhaps that's why, senior year, I wasn't really ever interested in another senior. Any guy I may have been interested were always younger. I dunno, does that say something about my maturity? I'm going to hope it more says something about my sense of fun/adventure/laid-backness. Hmmm. no clue. That could also explain why my first boyfriend didn't last as long as I'd like because I freaked out and wasn't ready for commitment. am I now? I don't know, we'll see. But I often feel like some of the qualities that are stereotypical in guys in relationships I have (like fear of commitment, which could just be me overthinking things so I doubt myself and wonder if it's right.) And the guys I end up with are the opposite. And I think I might stop talking, before I start getting into specifics and maybe say something to personal that I don't want broadcasted all over the internet.
Hokay, so, my whole point was that I have the best cousins ever and I love them to pieces even though it's sometimes dangerous to hang out with them, and I don't see them often enought AT ALL.
These are all the people who inhabited our house around christmastime: (we even had an extra dog!!!)
And my wonderful cousins and me being all gangster like you know we are. holla. (Bryce and then Cooper)
Oh, and I can't believe I'll be back at Carleton in a week. Holy crap.
EDIT: I don't know who the hell you are, but whoever you are writing comments in japanese (i believe that's what it is), i'm deleting your comments. so STOP dammit. it's annoying as hell. especially when there's like 10 freakin comments. grrr
Anywho, my cousins. Seriously, when I think back to the times I've been happiest it's with them. I don't have a care in the world, except of course to make sure they don't kill themselves or me.
They are little monsters. Like Bryce...ohhh man, he's 10 and always has energy and runs around like mad and drinks soda after soda and candy (I had to keep him from wasting his xmas money from grandma on candy) and doesn't really do anything safely....and I let him ride the front of our tandem...and let me tell you....scared the living daylights out of me...my safety was pretty much in his hands. scariness. But fun, too. I was scared, but smiling and laughing the entire time...and he got good at it!!! And Cooper, who's 14, is a freshman and playing on the varsity soccer team. and he's good at chess (i can't play chess for beans, let me tell you that right now. I played this kid I was babysitting once...he was probably Bryce's age, maybe a touch older, and was crazy smart and the only reason he didn't totally beat me right away was because I had no strategy so I made some bizarre moves that he wasn't expecting. But, of course, I lost. but anyways)...and cribbage, where he had to catch the million points I didn't count. But he's lots of fun. Cooper got tall too! I think the last time I saw him was 2 summers ago for his 13th birthday...but the last time I saw him I was definately taller. And they both, especially Bryce, got really into DDR, which was fun, because I hadn't played for a while. They weren't too good...but definately improved. except when bryce made us do a challenge song, and let me tell you, I might be able to move my feet that fast if I could process the arrows fast enough...
And playing hearts with them (finally...my mom's family likes hearts so I can play with real people instead of the computer. kim doesn't like that game, so we can never just play as a family), and I relearned cribbage for about the 9th time, and I'm not too bad, except I suck at counting my hand because when I used to play on the computer I let it count everything for me. Of course, mainly with hearts, you have to play differently with actual people. Like my uncle jon pretty much aims to shoot the moon every time, so if you pass to him you've got to be careful...and you can't just dump high cards first chance...
Oh, and it's funny when my mom's family is around...my uncle has these ginormous foster's beer cans he drinks, my mom always makes sure she's got bailey's irish cream around for my grandma, and they drink margaritas and champagne and wine and beer and such much more than usual...my parents often have wine with dinner, but no liquor. And I get to taste it! Bailey's is gross. it tastes like eggnogg with a kick. and I don't like eggnog. and when you add that burning sensation, gross! margaritas aren't bad. then my mom told me to try bailey's in coffee. (yes, my mom encouraging me to drink. which naturally never happens, but hey, it's christmastime). Of course, then it tasted like eggnog coffee so my godmother says to try kaluha, which is coffee-ish flavored or amaretto. kaluha is so-so, but amaretto? mmmmmmboy. it's like that italian soda almond syrup (except that it's called something different...but if you've ever had an almond italian soda...it's like that flavoring but with alcohol. mmmm. it looked like that bottle had been in our cuboard for ages. and I found we had 3 bottles of bailey's because my mom always gets it for grandma but she never drinks it all. i'd never actually tried bailey's before, and don't want to anymore...but yeah that's the story. it's like when we went to the absinthe place in france, only in the comfort of my own home. mmmm amaretto. and later that day I was going to to post office for my mom, and realized, crap, i've been drinking...good thing it was more tasting than drinking. and on a full stomach and plenty of not-alcohol drinks. like tea. mmm tea. i'll take tea over liquor any day)
Right now, if I could choose any guy to spend time with, I'd want to spend time with my cousins. Yes, I realize I've got a boyfriend right now, but that statement still stands. I'm not sure what that means. Maybe that family is more important to me than friends, or at least really really important. Maybe I haven't really fallen in love yet. Maybe I'm not mature enough for a relationship, at least in some aspects. And I don't know whether that first statement will ever change. Unless I meet my soulmate. I wonder who that could be? He's going to be a heck of a guy, I'll tell you that right now. Perhaps that's why, senior year, I wasn't really ever interested in another senior. Any guy I may have been interested were always younger. I dunno, does that say something about my maturity? I'm going to hope it more says something about my sense of fun/adventure/laid-backness. Hmmm. no clue. That could also explain why my first boyfriend didn't last as long as I'd like because I freaked out and wasn't ready for commitment. am I now? I don't know, we'll see. But I often feel like some of the qualities that are stereotypical in guys in relationships I have (like fear of commitment, which could just be me overthinking things so I doubt myself and wonder if it's right.) And the guys I end up with are the opposite. And I think I might stop talking, before I start getting into specifics and maybe say something to personal that I don't want broadcasted all over the internet.
Hokay, so, my whole point was that I have the best cousins ever and I love them to pieces even though it's sometimes dangerous to hang out with them, and I don't see them often enought AT ALL.
These are all the people who inhabited our house around christmastime: (we even had an extra dog!!!)
And my wonderful cousins and me being all gangster like you know we are. holla. (Bryce and then Cooper)
Oh, and I can't believe I'll be back at Carleton in a week. Holy crap.
EDIT: I don't know who the hell you are, but whoever you are writing comments in japanese (i believe that's what it is), i'm deleting your comments. so STOP dammit. it's annoying as hell. especially when there's like 10 freakin comments. grrr