My leg hair was so long, like 2-3 inches long each. They were all blonde too. I've never had blond hair ever, so I just let them be, and wore pants.
I ended up going back to my house. (my parents' house, really) because I was supposed to be there all along, not here where I am now. The architecture was beautiful, and I was just getting the place cleaned up. Then the basement happened. I hate being in places all alone.
I don't even know if i went down to the basement or if the boy came to me, but I ended up down there, trying to ignore the feeling of dread. I ran into him, and there he was. I think I even tried separating him from his body, and that did nothing to change the atmosphere of the room.
I eventually went back upstairs, to check out the fridge. I thought about hiring someone to fill in the whole basement with cement except for one small area by the stairs, But I knew that probably wouldn't help. That feeling would just spread upstairs instead, and I'd rather just not go into the basement than not go into my own room.
I don't think there was anything but a cake in there, it had strawberry sauce all over it, and it looked so delicious. I didn't get to eat it though, because my dad's ex girlfriend showed up, and brought her daughters with her. She probably asked me to babysit, which is fine by me, but I knew I would have to feed her little girls my cake because I had nothing else. At least she brought over some milk.
So, other than that, the only thing I'm confused about is if you can actually bring dogs to bootcamp, because I'm pretty sure you can't. But this one guy did. Also, something about lettuce. I think everyone got a head of lettuce with french dressing. Now I'm hungry.
And I haven't been to an aquarium or the ocean in a long long time, so I'm hoping I get to go again soon. Maybe even an island, but I'll settle for a lake or river.
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