New Years Photos

Took some photos with the Fam from new years! 

Christmas Mishap

 For Christmas we ended up going back to California for a few days. My parents suggested that Brooke's family should come over for the day, since they haven't seen each other in a while. I was excited about the idea, Brooke was not. Not because she doesn't like my moms no, it's because this will be the first time they meet her parents.

We've been dating for a little over 4 years now, so everyone had the chance to meet each other. Bruce has known my mothers for a very long time and my parents do like Bruce, but they've never meet their parents, and neither have I. Brooke's parents are often out in Europe doing business so for a better part of Brooke's life, Bruce has raised her and is still raising her little brother. However her parents decide that after 5 years of facetime that they'll spend Christmas with their children. Brooke told me that her parents were not the most likable people, she described them as arrogantly, snooty and close-minded. Upon meeting them Bruce also didn't look too keen. Her mother is a beautiful lady, she really does take the title as a model, loose curls past her shoulders and her eyes a dark shade of orange. Her father is a very..big guy. I think he was around 6'3? Broad shoulders and a bit of a beard, his eyes were a light shade of brown, and his hair an auburn tone. When they spoke, it was apparent that they were from the UK. 

We got picked up by her parents at the airport, Zoey(Bruce's Wife) was suppose to come get us but her parents insisted that they'll come get us. The mood in the car was very-awkward. After about 10 minutes of driving Brook's mom, Mrs Angela Dick, decided to ask me about my myself. I told her about my family. I hopped from country to country with my parents before settling down in California where I met Brooke, talked about my hobbies and interests before her dad chimed in mentioning what I want to Pursue career wise. I told them about my studies to become a surgeon. Told them how hard I've been working and the reason I want to become one because my parents are both in the medical field. When he asked me what they did, I felt Brooke's eyes glare into me, at first I figured it was because she was afraid that they might come off as classist, however, I soon found out that..was not the case. 

"Well my mama is a Pediatrician and my mom is a Gynecologist." I said casually. To which the air got cold and there was a pause of silence.

"Your mother is a Pediatrician and a Gynecologist?" Her mother asked, tone clearly confused. To which I awkwardly laughed and shook my head,

"Uhm no, I have two moms." Silence again before an “oh” left her mouth. 

“That's..interesting!.. Definitely something you don't see everyday,” a small smile appeared on her face, as her eyes darted to Brooke who didn't even give her a glance. 

“I was wondering about the pink in your hair, but I guess that explains it. You’re one of those um- lgbt's? Right?”

"..uh no. I mean, I'm straight. My parents are lesbian if that's what you mean," I commented on the situation becoming apparent. Later on after the Christmas dinner I asked Brooke if her parents are homophobic and she gave me an odd answer. To sum it up, they're confused on how everything works but they're not against it? It's just weird to them, which I didn't really know what to think of it being that Brooke herself is pansexual.

The rest of the car ride went by with conversation revolving around Brooke and school. Talking about past memories back when Brooke lived with her parents, back then she was about 9? 10? I forget what age she left London to live with Bruce. From the way they talked about it, it seemed like she was still a kid, not even in her teens. 

When we arrived at her Brother's, the family reunion was less than heartwarming. Bryce the youngest opened the door. His smile struggled to stay up on his face. Zoey slowly came up behind him with a smile saying her hellos. After everyone had said their greetings, we began to get ready for the day. It was around 7am, and we had 3 hours to get ready. 

When we got to my parents, as always my mom welcomed everyone with open arms. My moms give Brooke and I a tight hug asking us how we've been. Gathering in the living room everyone began to talk amongst themselves. Mama being the person she is, decided to introduce herself first. Of course, I'm aware she knows about Brooke's dislike of her parents and I can't help but notice some malice to get introduced.

"Richard and Angela, yes? It's great to finally meet you!" 

The dinner went actually quite nice, everything was sunshine and lollipops up until the end. Where Brook’s mom mentions that my parents did a good job raising me on the fact that I have no father figure in my life-

That shit went south and my mama got pissed- I won't go into detail about it but her parents ended up leaving the next day from a hotel. Though everyone was quite irritated in the situation, my mom and mama didn't really dwell on it as much as Bruce did. II think that’s the most I heard him apologize in all the time I’ve known him. Of course it wasn't his fault, but I can understand being embarrassed of their actions. 

This may be oversharing just a little, but this was sort of the only crazy thing that happened over winter break. SO might as well note it? Idk. 

I guess I have Cotton Socks.

 Oh boy do I have a story for you guys. First off sorry for not posting for over a month, exams and holiday had me busy. I will make sure to tell you guy all about when I get the chance. I should be alseep but I have many things on my mind at the moment so sleep isn't an option. So Brooke and I didn't have any classes today so we deiced to walk around campus for a bit and peek in to a few clubs that were going on. We're not that involved with campus life since we're so busy with other responsibilities and thought since exams are over we could get involved in a club. We walked around to where the Honors collage dorms are ran into the school Vice prez. Blonde chick, very..upbeat. I'll try and re-enact the conversation as best I can, because its almost 2Am and my brain is working on 1 braincell lol.

"Oh- Hello! If you're here to sit in on a meeting, this one's closed to the public. You can-"

"Oh no- we're not here for that! We're just walking around campus, sorry! Didn't know you guys we're here." I laughed, watching the girl's eye furrow up at me. She looked towards Brooklynn before speaking,

"I don't recognize you two, are you guys transfers?" She spoke, hand on her hip. Not in a pompous way but curious. 

"uh- no. We-" The blonde chimed in before Brooke could finish.

"Oh! I know! You guys must be freshies!" She exclaimed so confident, that it seemed mean to tell her she was wrong. 

"No. We're sophomores! We're just not on campus often is all," I finished, watching the girl hum as she outreached her hand.

"Well damn, no time than now to get acquainted. I'm Payton Lewis! I'm the schools Vice President, Business Major!"

She grabbed my hand and shook it, along with Brook's as I spoke.

"Rory, Med student. Nice to meet you!"

"Likewise. Med huh? You must be really smart, takes a lot of determination to stick it out with those senile ass professors," She smiled, her eyes peering into mine as I let out an awkward chuckle. 

"Haha, Thank you. Doing whatever it takes I guess," She laughed.

"Whose you're friend?" She asked, eyes darting over at Brooklynn, whose expression I couldn't place. 

"This is my girlfriend, Brooklynn-" I started before Brooke put her hand in mine, a warm smile on her face.

"I'm a Comp-Sci Major! We're also in the same Eco class if I remember correctly," Payton eyes widen for a moment before she made a small "O" sound. The wondering look on her face turning into a spark of excitement.

"Oh yeah! Brooklynn Dick! You're brother is fucking famous! You were the talk of the school when everyone saw you at orientation. You look hella different now though, I like the whole 90's style you got going on!" Brooke smiled at her reply. Though I could tell the smile had a hit of anger to it. I guessed to again, being recognized because of her brother and not herself. She ended up letting us sit in the meeting for a bit, as an 'inside look' if we ever wanted to join Student Government.

 When we decided to head home Brooke plopped down on the couch and gave me a look at made me a bit scared.

"..What?"

"I think moto moto likesss you," she said in a mocking tone. I sighed hanging my jacket up as I went to peer over here.

"Really? Or you just jealous?" I teased, she rolled her eyes, planting a kiss on my lips.

"Jealous? You're just oblivious." She scoffed pulling her phone from her pocket.

"She was just being nice, Brooke," I chuckled as she shook her head playfully disappointed. 

"Bless your cotton socks, sweetheart. Bless your cotton socks." 

The Tea? Ayeo?

 Introduced Brooke to Kieran yesterday, we went to a coffee shop on campus and started "chatting it up". Funny enough I ended up meeting one of Brook's friends from class. Short guy around her height, purple dyed hair and piercings everywhere. 

Before I say this, I'm not a jealous person.

But holy shit the way they were so comfortably touchy with each other threw me off. Brooke has always been a touchy person though. I think he’s a little, “girly pop” is what Brooke calls it; and judging by Kieran’s and the purple-hair-I-don't-remember-his-name's reaction, it looks like they already knew each other before this whole café fiasco.

New Friend(*Plays every Kellin Quin song knows to man*)

 Met a guy on campus today, his name is Kieran. He seems pretty chill. He's "emo" but generally such a nice guy. Over lunch we got to know each other a little better and it turns out he's lived in Virginia since forever. We didn't talk about school much, just personal interest, like he’s really into criminology yet that's not his major lol. He also has siblings, mentioned that they’re the reason he tries as hard as he does. It's odd everyone I meet ends up having siblings as to where I'm the only child. I wish I could blame "opposites attract" but using that  fallacy without any support is weird. He invited me to paintball so hopefully I'll get to keep him as a mate.

I read lord of the files recently. On the way to pick up my medicine I stopped by the bookstore. Though I watched the movie when I was a kid, the book peeked my interest among seeing it. Books are always better than the movie, right? I was. I've always found the story rather, metaphoric. I suggest reading it if you're into psychological horror and thrillers.  I'll probably post a poem soon, maybe even a drabble of a story. 

Drapetomania

 Drapetomania(n)- an overwhelming urge to run away.

Everyone has a chapter they won’t or can’t read out loud. Running away could mean many things. Whether it's to escape the marcid reality they've been put in or, for even a moment, have a place where they can scream loud enough that their tears fall down their face in relief. Some people run away to find their “Raison D’etre” and I envy them, for someone who hates existing finding a reason too is orphic. Running away serves as a nepenthe to many, including myself. To be freed from the monachopsis feelings that enslaves me and entices my dysania, to be in such a state of bliss..would be fogein to me. An escapist that feels so euphoric by kenopsia that it leaves them careless. Drapetomania- derived in the slave days and was used to describe the "disease" in which the symptoms were "a slave that was addicted to attempting escape or escaping slavery”.