Honey, I'm home!
I came home for thanksgiving last night. Instantly, my mom gets back to her paranoid old self. I had to go to borders to get a book, and she keeps asking me if I need her to come with me and if I know where borders is and if i know how to buy a book. ughhhh.
Also, this weekend I'm going camping with Efron and Dave. My mom knew already, but just last night she started going on about how I need to watch out for coyotes. She told me that coyotes stare at your eyes and paralyze you with their hypno-vision, so that you don't run away and they can eat you. My dad and I laughed, and she was dead serious. We went on the internet to show her that there have been less than 30 coyote attacks on humans in recorded human history, and only one person has ever died from one. I then told her that I have a higher chance of being killed by a pack of blacks than a pack of coyotes. I swear, one of these days I'm going to find out that my mom was a troll this whole time.
Also my niece and nephew are over right now, jumping on my bed as I type this and looking over my shoulder asking what game I'm playing. Also, Lucia for some reason grabs peoples ears for comfort, and is currently holding my ear right now.
Happy Thanksgiving!
NINJA EDIT: I was also starting to get paranoid about how every time over the past 2 weeks that I'd called maggie and asked her out, she was busy, and was starting to think that she was just making up excuses so that she'd never have to see me again and avoid telling me "you're fucking disgusting never call me again". Fortunately I was eating lunch in the foodcourt, and she practically tackles me on sight and ate lunch with me. I had class right after, which was totally lame so I couldn't really do anything, but when I hugged her goodbye she did that little back-scratch-affectionate-hug thingy that girls do, and so now I can safely assume that she doesn't hate me.
Also, this weekend I'm going camping with Efron and Dave. My mom knew already, but just last night she started going on about how I need to watch out for coyotes. She told me that coyotes stare at your eyes and paralyze you with their hypno-vision, so that you don't run away and they can eat you. My dad and I laughed, and she was dead serious. We went on the internet to show her that there have been less than 30 coyote attacks on humans in recorded human history, and only one person has ever died from one. I then told her that I have a higher chance of being killed by a pack of blacks than a pack of coyotes. I swear, one of these days I'm going to find out that my mom was a troll this whole time.
Also my niece and nephew are over right now, jumping on my bed as I type this and looking over my shoulder asking what game I'm playing. Also, Lucia for some reason grabs peoples ears for comfort, and is currently holding my ear right now.
Happy Thanksgiving!
NINJA EDIT: I was also starting to get paranoid about how every time over the past 2 weeks that I'd called maggie and asked her out, she was busy, and was starting to think that she was just making up excuses so that she'd never have to see me again and avoid telling me "you're fucking disgusting never call me again". Fortunately I was eating lunch in the foodcourt, and she practically tackles me on sight and ate lunch with me. I had class right after, which was totally lame so I couldn't really do anything, but when I hugged her goodbye she did that little back-scratch-affectionate-hug thingy that girls do, and so now I can safely assume that she doesn't hate me.