What am I supposed to talk about right now? The fact that I ate eggs – even though I’m allergic[1. That’s an understatement, but it’s much easier to explain why I don’t normally/can’t eat them.] to them – and now I feel sick? Or what about the fact that I went to the park with the kids[2. Siblings Isaac, Patrick and Carrie] to run out their energy – and succeeded – in one hour flat? Or how about the fact that Carrie and I came home early because our cousin, Shane, kept inviting his friends over – even when he wasn’t supposed to – and they yelled and cursed and talked about sex in front of Carrie, who is merely 7 years old?
Yeah, I’ll start with that.
I’ll also include the details about how I spilled water over “the big one” as Carriecalled him. It’s also the way I figured out which one did what: The tall and lanky one was the one that looked and acted like Isaac, the bulky, built guy was the one that sat on Shane, and the big one was who the boys call “Billy Boy”, and his name was, well, I don’t even remember anymore.
Carrie and I hung out in Shane’s room most of the time. She was begging me to take her home. I set her up playing games on my lappy, and we played some together, but she was bored and the experience was a bit traumatic.
We went home Thursday afternoon, because Bebe[3. Our aunt] helped us get back to where I knew I was, since I don’t know the Kaufman County area[4. To be exact: Crandall, Combine and Seagoville.]. I was exhausted. I couldn’t go to bed early because Carrie was sleeping with me, and Bebe had work. But I didn’t want to be rude. Ugh.
Aside from all of the cursing and whatnot from the boys, the worst part was the gay jokes. I have friends who would have been offended. I strongly dislike jokes like that. The term “that’s so gay” isn’t any better or loved by me. Sure, sometimes I do say, “Gayyy,” but I mean it as in, “You’re acting gay,” and whomever I say it to[5. I have to be close, or know for sure that they’ll know what I mean.] usually says, “No, I’m not!” or a funny, “Yes, yes, I am. But you knew that.” Seriously. Just love, love, and love some more! Quit hating on everything. How does that make you any better than your biggest “enemy”, business competitor, etc.?