So I'm not gonna repeat what TheMusicalTrash already said cuz most of you read her book as well, but I do have some stories she didn't include from yesterday:
The night before yesterday, I wanted to cry. Let me explain: I have an extremely opinionated family. We've established that. That's why I don't like going to family stuff. Basically the other day they somehow got into a conversation about Meryl Streep not standing up for women when she had the chance, and morphed into sexual harassment, and why some men feel that it's necessary. In media, a lot of movies start with some guy cat calling a girl from across the street and ends with them getting married or at least engaged, which dumb men believe is how actual relationships work, so if they're desperate enough they go as far as actually touching the woman they're after. Kk was making all these points while most of my (very large) family screamed at her, sticking with the Meryl Streep thing, implying she's the only one who can change things. Kk was arguing that a woman's right to not be touched by a stranger, or anyone for that matter, shouldn't have to be stood up for. It should already be there. Anyway long story short, since my family was screaming, me k and my nephew B were all kicked out of the room and we had to sit on the porch, and Kk was crying.
Fast forward to yesterday afternoon: my dad took me k and b out to play mini golf and laser tag. The place is also an arcade, but we didn't do the arcade. First we played lazier tag, and I lost and my dad won. Then we played mini golf, and my dad won. Then we went to a souvenir store to get kk a stoner sweater(the same place I got mine) and we all got fudge. On the way back to the condo we were supposed to get ice cream from this place across the street but my dad needed "no distractions" and "complete concentration". Well dad ya couldn't concentrate on the main mission.
Ooh also kk gave me her Pride hat:
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(Ignore my weird smirk. That's just my braces getting the way)
