I probably said it already, but I really don't like Thanksgiving. I can give a few reasons but to sum it up is things like turkey, eating "dinner" at 3 in the afternoon, and me being the only one not full before dessert.
Also yesterday, as I forgot to post - darn it - I saw a version of the original version of William Shakespeare's Twelfth Night. I was usually familiar with She's the Man starring Amanda Bynes. And I liked it.
But today became dreadful and regretful. I had what turned out to be a dinner party and someone brought old videotapes of the family when I was six-years-old. I laughed at some parts but anything that had me I was like "I can't believe I did that". Because it doesn't actually look like something I would have done or something. And secrets were revealed, memories came back, two family members were talking about how they think they know my life, and iced cream served with bananas and blueberries.
And they were Christmas videos and birthday videos. One was a party surrounded around me with kids I didn't even know back then. I hope I never see them again. I am much more mature now, I have glasses, darker hair, facial hair, a deeper voice, and a better sense of style. It's so weird to think that that was me as a child.
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