Confession: I love finding cute notes, etc that people leave me.
My mom and her boyfriend came up to visit me for about an hour today. They brought me the rest of clothes and stuff, and a bunch of yummy food (yayyy). We went to the Co Op which they liked, and just talked and stuff. After they left, I went to go unpack my suitcase and I found these adorable pj pants my mom had bought for me and surprised by sneaking them into my suitcase, along with a letter from a friend. I really needed to hear from one of my besties. Her letter still has me smiling like a goof, and they left over an hour ago.
G always tells me that she loves leaving little notes for friends and girlfriends and such. So when I told her about it she got all happy because it's such a cute thing to do.
I also had her cracking up because she asked me what I'd do if she were hiding in my suitcase and I was like, "Physically jump on top of you, give you the most ginormous hug ever, and smother you with kisses haha." But the reason she ended up laughing was because I told her about one of the cats I used to have. Every time I had been home on school vacation and had to repack my stuff to go back to school, my cat, Mina, would hop in my suitcase and snuggle on top of all my clothes and refuse to get up. So I would just sit there staring at her, half laughing half crying, because I knew I had to leave but didn't want to. Finally, I'd have to pick her up and finish packing. Which always sucked because I hated leaving home just when I'd gotten used to it.
Seeing my mom and her boyfriend always makes me miss home. I miss my RFM buddies who are more like family to me than friends. I miss swimming at the creek, and just laying there watching the geese or the water sway back and forth, and even just waiting for a train to flash by over the waterfall. I miss my fat cat and my adorably attention-seeking puppy. I miss my mom, even though we can't go 5 minutes without fighting.
But then I come back here and I remember that I have some really amazing people in my life. And I've met some great new people, too. And I'm happy that I have the chance to get to know them.
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This is just a video I saw earlier on Jetta Vegas's page. It kind of pisses me off that women think they need to have surgery to make their vagina's look "normal".
LABIAPLASTY: Hungry Beast, ABC1 from Ali Russell on Vimeo.
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Also, when I get a house someday, I want a place like this:
My own secret little nook where I can go to be alone. To think. To read, and write, and
be creative. To cover the walls with pictures of the people that mean the world to
me. A positive place where I can't be hurt.
My mom and her boyfriend came up to visit me for about an hour today. They brought me the rest of clothes and stuff, and a bunch of yummy food (yayyy). We went to the Co Op which they liked, and just talked and stuff. After they left, I went to go unpack my suitcase and I found these adorable pj pants my mom had bought for me and surprised by sneaking them into my suitcase, along with a letter from a friend. I really needed to hear from one of my besties. Her letter still has me smiling like a goof, and they left over an hour ago.
G always tells me that she loves leaving little notes for friends and girlfriends and such. So when I told her about it she got all happy because it's such a cute thing to do.
I also had her cracking up because she asked me what I'd do if she were hiding in my suitcase and I was like, "Physically jump on top of you, give you the most ginormous hug ever, and smother you with kisses haha." But the reason she ended up laughing was because I told her about one of the cats I used to have. Every time I had been home on school vacation and had to repack my stuff to go back to school, my cat, Mina, would hop in my suitcase and snuggle on top of all my clothes and refuse to get up. So I would just sit there staring at her, half laughing half crying, because I knew I had to leave but didn't want to. Finally, I'd have to pick her up and finish packing. Which always sucked because I hated leaving home just when I'd gotten used to it.
Seeing my mom and her boyfriend always makes me miss home. I miss my RFM buddies who are more like family to me than friends. I miss swimming at the creek, and just laying there watching the geese or the water sway back and forth, and even just waiting for a train to flash by over the waterfall. I miss my fat cat and my adorably attention-seeking puppy. I miss my mom, even though we can't go 5 minutes without fighting.
But then I come back here and I remember that I have some really amazing people in my life. And I've met some great new people, too. And I'm happy that I have the chance to get to know them.
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This is just a video I saw earlier on Jetta Vegas's page. It kind of pisses me off that women think they need to have surgery to make their vagina's look "normal".
LABIAPLASTY: Hungry Beast, ABC1 from Ali Russell on Vimeo.
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Also, when I get a house someday, I want a place like this:
be creative. To cover the walls with pictures of the people that mean the world to
me. A positive place where I can't be hurt.
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