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Alright. I never thought I'd say this, but I miss being home. We've been gone for like a month, and I already just want to go climb a tree or something. And maybe I miss my nieces and nephews.
It's weird sometimes, being the only girl in a family of seven and not being married with kids already. I mean, I know I'm only 25, so maybe a bit young, but then I look at Jamie, who is my freaking uterus buddy (or twin, which maybe sounds less gross?) and he's already got three of them.
THREE.
It's strange. I never thought of my brothers, growing up, as being parents, but I guess they kinda all had to be, to each other--and to me, considering I was like six months when Mom and Dad died. It's odd sometimes, knowing that they've been dads all their lives but now they're doing it permanently. I guess I thought their fatherhoods would end when I grew up.
Anyways. Now that I'm waxing sentimental, I might as well talk about something else I miss: CARS.
Holy shit do I miss driving. Why don't starships have racecourses? No, seriously. How do I get this issue addressed?
I also find that in my free time I've begun CRAVING human company, since I'm usually just in my room reading or something. Plus, I grew up in a house with nine other people in it--I'm used to always having people in my personal space. It's nice to have privacy sometimes, but for the most part I miss the noise. So...if anyone is ever bored, they have my permission to just find me and invade my privacy.
Also, anyone know any good games they'd maybe want to teach someone who is impatient but likes learning new things? Or anyone want to LEARN a new thing? I know how to box!
Alright. I never thought I'd say this, but I miss being home. We've been gone for like a month, and I already just want to go climb a tree or something. And maybe I miss my nieces and nephews.
It's weird sometimes, being the only girl in a family of seven and not being married with kids already. I mean, I know I'm only 25, so maybe a bit young, but then I look at Jamie, who is my freaking uterus buddy (or twin, which maybe sounds less gross?) and he's already got three of them.
THREE.
It's strange. I never thought of my brothers, growing up, as being parents, but I guess they kinda all had to be, to each other--and to me, considering I was like six months when Mom and Dad died. It's odd sometimes, knowing that they've been dads all their lives but now they're doing it permanently. I guess I thought their fatherhoods would end when I grew up.
Anyways. Now that I'm waxing sentimental, I might as well talk about something else I miss: CARS.
Holy shit do I miss driving. Why don't starships have racecourses? No, seriously. How do I get this issue addressed?
I also find that in my free time I've begun CRAVING human company, since I'm usually just in my room reading or something. Plus, I grew up in a house with nine other people in it--I'm used to always having people in my personal space. It's nice to have privacy sometimes, but for the most part I miss the noise. So...if anyone is ever bored, they have my permission to just find me and invade my privacy.
Also, anyone know any good games they'd maybe want to teach someone who is impatient but likes learning new things? Or anyone want to LEARN a new thing? I know how to box!