Here's the picture that we took last fall. See there? You haven't aged at all.
But you have a smile I haven't seen around
Lately you're as dark as this town
And I know it seems like nothing changes
Days go by and we just age
On Sunday my family had a big lunch thing. And I do mean big. There were people I haven't seen since high school and not all the frequently even then. To be fair, it wasn't only for me. My uncle Chuck works for the Corp of Engineers and he's going back to Iraq to try and fix things. And my papa, though I don't know how many people know about what's going on with him.
Apparently Christian didn't have food poisoning. He had some sort of plague that I also got, but without all the throwing up. Though, my stomach's been pretty sketchy for a few days now. I was feeling pretty sick during the whole thing, but it was fun anyway.
My cousin Roz showed up with her daughter Serenity. Roz and I used to really close, but somewhere along the way we split up. I think it might have been around the first time I painted my nails black that we started drifting apart.
Serenity is so cute. Poor kid's probably sick now. She spent most of the day, after she got over her shyness, sitting on my lap and playing with my necklaces. I wish I could see her more.
Roz's dad was there too. I used to really like him, but when I was twelve he picked me up and put my head on a slug, then said something about not being such a sissy. I kinda stopped liking him then. I'm not a big fan of slugs. I only mention this because it was all I could think about while he sitting there at lunch. I just kept remembering trying to get the slug-slime out of my hair.
On Saturday (fuck chronology!) I went to a Renn Faire dinner thing with my mom. It was really cool to see everyone again. I even ran into some old D&D friends. A bunch of them made me promise to come visit again during the faire, and I did, but I think I lied.
Being back is strange. I really feel like I'm missing stuff this time. There's stuff happening and I'm not sure how it got to this point. It's okay though. I remember why I left this time. And I know what I need to do when I get back home.
Lately you're as dark as this town
And I know it seems like nothing changes
Days go by and we just age
On Sunday my family had a big lunch thing. And I do mean big. There were people I haven't seen since high school and not all the frequently even then. To be fair, it wasn't only for me. My uncle Chuck works for the Corp of Engineers and he's going back to Iraq to try and fix things. And my papa, though I don't know how many people know about what's going on with him.
Apparently Christian didn't have food poisoning. He had some sort of plague that I also got, but without all the throwing up. Though, my stomach's been pretty sketchy for a few days now. I was feeling pretty sick during the whole thing, but it was fun anyway.
My cousin Roz showed up with her daughter Serenity. Roz and I used to really close, but somewhere along the way we split up. I think it might have been around the first time I painted my nails black that we started drifting apart.
Serenity is so cute. Poor kid's probably sick now. She spent most of the day, after she got over her shyness, sitting on my lap and playing with my necklaces. I wish I could see her more.
Roz's dad was there too. I used to really like him, but when I was twelve he picked me up and put my head on a slug, then said something about not being such a sissy. I kinda stopped liking him then. I'm not a big fan of slugs. I only mention this because it was all I could think about while he sitting there at lunch. I just kept remembering trying to get the slug-slime out of my hair.
On Saturday (fuck chronology!) I went to a Renn Faire dinner thing with my mom. It was really cool to see everyone again. I even ran into some old D&D friends. A bunch of them made me promise to come visit again during the faire, and I did, but I think I lied.
Being back is strange. I really feel like I'm missing stuff this time. There's stuff happening and I'm not sure how it got to this point. It's okay though. I remember why I left this time. And I know what I need to do when I get back home.