So I'm currently in the car with my aunt, who's driving me to my childhood home.
My childhood home being my grandparents' house.
I'll talk a bit about my day.
In the morning, I played some more Alter Ego, before playing Terraria in a new world.
Because hard mode Terraria is hard.
Then, my guardian (who had took care of me ever since I was 6, before my parents took me back when I was 13) got around in the evening to pick me up to prepare for tomorrow.
Tomorrow was my guardian's sister's birthday, but since I look at my guardian as if she was my mom, I consider her sisters, brothers and mother as my aunt, uncle and grandmother respectively.
I love them all, even more than my own parents.
On the way to somewhere, my guardian taught me how drive a manual-type car.
You know, the type of car with the joystick with the numbers 1 to 5 with an R on it? Yeah, that.
Basically, she was teaching me how to drive a type of car that I knew how to drive when I was 12, because shifting gears was my favourite schtick back then.
Anyway, my guardian and my aunt went to McDonalds because apparently none of us are lunch, and both of them were hungry.
Me, I wasn't, because I can basically survive from breakfast until dinner comes along. But hey, they paid food for me so might as well, am I right?
So we ate our McDonalds, and here I was listening in (and sometimes chiming in) to their conversation instead of just plugging my ears and watch some video on YouTube.
Because most of the time it's really goddamn funny.
It's these small and meaningless conversations that really shows me how much I appreciate my guardian and aunt.
And so, here I am in the car after McD.
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