The other day I had a family reunion which was rather awkward at first, as per usual with reunions, where only the people who organise know everyone. Despite this I met some pretty kudos people and even I guy I had been at Kavanagh with for years who I didn't know I was related to. After a whole lot of mingling with people I came to the realisation that family reunions can be the worst kind of party if you're looking to meet someone, unless of course you come from a backwater town like Gore. Seeing as I've mentioned this I will also mention there was a couple of doahh second cousins who I didn't talk too much with just in case they turned out to be my perfect soulmate. Afterwards we had a family photo. Note that in the one the guy took on my camera he cut me out of it. Ushj! After this we had a quick visit to Mumma's grave followed by Jenna's birthday. We were exhausted by making small talk all day so everyone stayed for the minimum amount of time required at a birthday before heading home to have a Shunday shhhleep. However I stayed behind and watched Jenna and her friends play with the new bubble maker which was impressive and ideal for cool looking photos.
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hooray! Welcome to the blog world! I miss you. For real. Thank you for coming to the airport.
I miss you too! I gotta say that was the best road trip ever. But I've gotta stop getting to know people as soon as they're leaving. Ushj!
Wise is it that heaps of people I know have doah cousins. You just join the list of Neelam, Boss, Ritchie, Jon and heaps others who have attractive cousins. I don't. Which is maybe a good thing, I think.
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