Spent much of the day just chilling with a toy box dad dug up the night before for my baby nephews. I told a story about thomas trains who just wanted to go home and pokemons who attacked it.
I think my brother is very cute. I made up a random story of the trains just chugging along and he immediately created a battlefield of obstacles for the trains to cross to get to their train station. His pokemon ate my trains. And his magical pokemon kept healing his own wounded. HOW TO CROSS.
All my trains wanted was to go home hahaha poor engines.
My old dream.
Dream road trip car heh heh.
Attackers.
Attacked.
Steamboat part I.
Grandma's artistry at work!
#ootd with a BAD HAIR DAY.
Complementing colors!
Spent much of the night catching up and missing my ahma's house and watching abtm part I and I was extremely reluctant to leave. Would gladly overnight there but nooo I have my probational call.
I miss the old, warmer family gatherings. I miss playing cards and barbie dolls with my cousins when we were younger. Now it seems like they're always reluctant to come and even if they do, they're quiet. I just realize I don't even know how they sound like anymore. God this is sad.
PUMP IN EFFORT NICOLE, PULL THEM BACK.
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