*while watching a Stevie Wonder performance*
Mom: Hey Christina. Do you know what Stevie Wonder’s wife looks like?
Me: Uhm, no?
Mom: Neither does he. *giggles to herself*
Me: …
Mom: … that was kind of mean, huh?

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*while watching a Stevie Wonder performance*
Mom: Hey Christina. Do you know what Stevie Wonder’s wife looks like?
Me: Uhm, no?
Mom: Neither does he. *giggles to herself*
Me: …
Mom: … that was kind of mean, huh?
My little brother, now in the seventh grade, just informed me that the other day he found my name written in his science classroom textbook, followed by a doodle of a panda. How crazy of a coincidence is that? HAHA!
I’m in such a good mood; I haven’t been in a while. I’m looking forward to tomorrow’s hair appointment. I didn’t think mixing green tea and diet Coke would taste this good. I’m actually against the idea of you leaving, but I don’t tell you that. And I don’t know why. I’m also looking forward to watching the Superbowl with friends on Sunday. I miss those sleepovers everyone had in fifth/sixth grade. I dislike hearing about how great ‘god’ is. I have an eyelash in my eye. I like to think that when I write something pertaining to a specific person, and I publish it somewhere on the internet, that person is going to read it. There are a lot of things I’m counting down for.
My first goal with the ukulele is to master this song, in this style. HEHEEHEHEHE.