ok lets tell a story!!!
i have been going to Dodgers Opening day since i was a teensy babby, right? Yes, right.
SO, this year i was about to not go. my parents planned for me to go to my grandparents’ the day of. i was like FUCK NO, and my parents were like FUCK YES, so i had to go.
except my dad lost my passport. i ended up not going to mexico and got to go to opening day with my cousin, robert(who i always go to opening day with). i felt so in touch with baseball again and was so happy it was baseball season finally and started posting baseball shenanigans ect, and then geena followed me and i followed her and then i made the connection that she was in fybaseball and then all y’all started following me and i did back and then we just became this huge family of ridiculous people and yay
SO THE MORAL OF DA STORY IZ, if your dad loses your passport, you make amazing friends. ok

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dodgers gamee :)
a good family friend of ours lives in sierra madre. so we spent some time with them. the little boy between me and my brother is their son nolan. he’s so cute
i miss them too. since they love across the country, we ony really see them once a year or so
gina [my moms friend, nolans mom] keeps joking that /if/ i were to go to college there that i could live with her. she always asks me “so what color do you want your room painted?”
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