i miss spending hours by myself up in a tree.
+thermos of milk tea
+notebook
+extra pens (because i WILL drop a few)
+cd player
i miss myself, actually.
it was my little sister's birthday yesterday, and as a kind of advanced celebration i took her to fluxxe last thursday, for the pseudo-prom. we went all out with petticoats and boas and gloves, she looked so cute! she borrowed a dress from cecile (who has pictures i will steal one day) and i think she had fun except for a minor creeptasmic moment after we got ambushed by the mtv bling crew. as we were going back up the stairs, alyssa grabbed my arm and said, "oh SHIT... my classmates are gonna see that." guess she wasn't expecting that sort of thing for her first night out partying. my version of partying, anyway: all-night dancerawk + iced green teas. as wholesome as could be!
but i did ask a friend of mine to try to pick her up, just to see how she'd react. my friend couldn't do it. but c'mon, she has to be prepared for that eventuality. i mean, she's 15 for fuck's sake and should be able to hold off predators, otherwise... LORD KNOWS. @_@!!! guess i'm looking too much into my own recollections of being fifteen. the prospect of her following my footsteps is very unlikely, but STILL.
i think i'm worrying THIS MUCH to compensate for an entire year of being practically absent from home.
that, and she's really growing up. i mean, all my siblings are. it's a bit hard to swallow since i myself have been fighting it off fiercely for years. well, carlo's always been more responsible than i am, but the fact that even josh has a girlfriend makes me really stop and think. my little siblings are really not so little anymore. i've hardly set the best example, and by now it's really too late for me to try.