Well, hello blog rats. Firstly, I would like to start off with why I haven't been posting at all. The reason why would be, I have been moving. I don't mean physically moving, like waving my arms in circles or doing squats upside down on a ferris wheel, I mean moving, like packing up all my crap into a million tiny boxes and carrying them to a new habitat. Like a turtle. Yes I make a lot of turtle references.
Well I guess I should mention I finally have my own room, and I haven't had one since I was 8 years old.
Being me, I decorated it with cheapy-ass hello kitty wall stickers from Wal-mart and reserved a cabinet entirely for video games and gaming systems. My room isn't all that big, but I have few pieces of furniture and a big walk in closet, where I have set up myself a make-up counter and hung all of my clothes. I know, interesting, you all probably don't care, but hey this is my blog. So ha. You all get to hear me rant about how lame my measly little life is. Haha, your choice. Shit, back to the subject. We moved into an apartment with 5 bedrooms, which is perfect. Wait, this isn't even what I wanted to make this post about.
What I actually intended to make this post about, was about some thoughts I was having about a certain woman named Tootie, or at least that's what she was nick-named. She is my best friend Olivia's mother, creepy yes I know, But I look up to her as one of my main examples. I admire her strong spirit, her will to do basically whatever she likes as long as it's not out of the question, her creativity, and so much more.
I look up to her because this mother will be proud of herself when she makes a "That's what she said" joke, rather than scolding us not say such inappropriate things. Yeah, it sounds immature, but she has a lot of experiences and stories that are very interesting hear about too. She's overly kind, and I'm not just saying that. I have seen with my very own eyes that she does things for people and offers to do things for people, she is selfless. I have never once seen her display her anger toward anyone, ever. As for creativity, this woman's skills are through-the-fucking-roof, as a seamstress, a painter, or whatever she decides to do. The outcome is as always, magnificent. I love her like another mother, haha. It's wonderful to have an adult around that you could scream things like "FUCK POOP MOTHER FUCKER BALLS!!!!!!!!" and nine out of ten times she will most likely laugh her ass off.
Tootie, if you read this, I would like you to know that I look up to and admire you very much.
Not in the creepy way.
Okay yes the creepy way.
-Rhea
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