Oh noes, what if they discover I write poetry? Then I'll be a angsty poet goth emo kid. Haaa.. Well well. The idea has sunk in.. Now I truly can laugh at it.
I remember, I told Mayre that I was grumpy. We were joking, talking of superhero names we'd have. I had grumpy in mine. "What? You're not grumpy Tanya! You're always smiling and laughing!" "..whaaa?"
I guess I smile and don't notice. Funny, mm? Well, I do smile a lot. I'm so tired during school, I guess I feel like I'd be too dead to smile. But, I do..? Hm. I had someone else say the same, so I guess I do.
It'll take a few days to be used to this. Staring at the list of people from hell, I feel like a freak in a tank at the freakshow. I'm glad they're illegal now, I'd be tanked for sure. What would they put on the label, though? And would they pay me to stand there? Maybe that wouldn't be so bad.
It'll take a while for me to say things as easily and openly as I have before..
Waaait a second..
Since when have I given a damn about who knows my secrets, mocks me, and who thinks I'm stupid? I haven't. So why am I now? Back to the blogging!!!
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Omg, Zandry, my dear 'internet boyfriend', you mean so much to me, I miss you, it's been a few hours now. I can't believe you're gone a week. Daamn.
Hahah. I like mocking myself. It makes life a lot more funny.
Mwahah.
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Anyways, seven days feels longer than you'd expect. The daisies are gone... Darn. I'll have to make clover chains. Lay out there for a while.. I need some air. It's hot out, these days.. Maybe I'll run around, chasing squirrels in huge boots, with dear little brother. Or shall we fight in DOA? Maybe so.
That was so funny though..! When the squirrel stole his medicine! Hahah! Gramps.. That wasn't so smooth. He held out his little bottle to the squirrel, and the squirrel took it and ran up a tree. We stood under and yelled at it, laughing, as it chewed the label, trying to eat it.
"Race you to the tree!"
We ran back and forth and back and forth, and around Gramps. We were home alone, they took us to Green Lake. So we raced. At first I was bored, but then I was like "to hell with it" and decided to look as dumb as possible, running around in boots and a dress, running with Carson, who often lost his shoes.
I forget how fun those little things are. I need to race him more often. And look stupid more often. It's so funny.
I'll remember climbing that tree with Alex, how I was so afraid. "Damn, Alex, if you let me fall, you die!"
It wasn't that high up.. I'm afraid of heights.
I need to be with my brothers more.. I forget the laughs. I forget them fast. So this week will be a break for me. Time to be with Alex for the last week or so, and be with my mom, and little brother and dad too.
I'm sure he wouldn't mind chasing squirrels with me again.
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