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HAHAHA. I just love, how people from two states, that are right by each other (the states) well the people are soooo different. Heres the story. so my mom called my grandparents to come visit us. My dad called my grandpa and his wife to come visit us today. So, my fathers side, and mothers side, parents were vissiting us, on the same day. TOTAL MISTAKE. you see, my stepfathers side of the family, are californian/mexico partay animals, with a martini in hand. My mothers side, well they are oregonain/nevadan/irish/whashingtonian country folk who are very meek, but when they get a hold of that beer and wisky, its a whole different story. So, my mother and father both said, "oh my parents are visitting cuz they can't see us on christmas." But then they were like, "Your parents are comming over too? OH s**t" lets just say mom and dads parents are like yin and yang, but they don't balance each other out in serenity. its more like a death match of wits. So my moms parents came here first, and then we broke the news. my grandma was like, "oh, oh, ok.... so their mexican aren't they?" so then my dads parents came over and said, "WHAT? did they use outhouses as children? eeeeewwww!!! Farms!" i was laughin inside. So, they talked small talk, and it was like a giant awkward silence between them. They wouldn' talk to each other. So then we played a board game. Its called marbles, its like the board game Sorry, but different. My grandparents alike were fueding sooooo much. So then we ate dinner. You see, my dads parents brought whine, and my moms parents brought beer. (now don't getme wrong, my moms mom isn't into the beer, its grandpa. Grandmas reaally nice, but shes more into red whine) So anyway, my mom drank the whine, and my dad took the beer, my grandparents were pissed at each other, cuz they lost their own child to the other parents's own alchohol. So, then we opened presents. So my moms parents, got me clothing (me and my gramma are really close cuz she halph raised me, so she know alot about me, and halph of my personality is from her, i'm like the guy version of my grandma, with perks) and it was niiiiiccee clothing. They got me Abercrombe jeans! (if thats how you spell it) anyway they are niiiice jeans. my dads parents were like, "oh we would of gotten you clothes, but we don't know your size." (heck, I don't even know my pants size) BUt, my grandma just listed my shirt, my pants, AND my shoe size. ( P.S. , from Core, don't answer to Sarah if she asks you your shoe size, inside joke most older people should know about by now) So my dads parents just glared at my grandma, and she just smiled back. So then I opened up my dads parents gift to me, and it was an art set! I was like OMG i soooo needed another drawing pad, i'm running out of paper, and the pencils!!! I was really ecited, as much as the pants gift. so my dads parents were just like, "well we know how much you love your art" and then they smiled right back. so then they needed to o to bed, cuz old people get sleepy around 9:30 pm. So they pretty much faght over my bed. (my grandparents usually when they stay over sleep in my bed) so they were both acustomed to sleeping in my bed. So they had this mini arguments about sleeping in my bed. (don't get this wrong, i'm sleeping on the couch downstairs, not with the old people, eeeww, this teen is not sleepin with his grandparents) so my mothers parents won the mini argument, cuz my moms dad, has arthritis in his back, and needs a good bed. So my dads parents have to sleep on the third bottom floor (haha, this is funny, my house is three stories, but the bottom floor is sorta like a giant base ment thats halphway underground, so I call the bottom floor the third floor) But anyway, I'm some what glad that they have to sleep on the fold out couch bed. i just like my moms parents better, cuz i grew up withthem, and please, i DO NOT have mexican/californian blood running through these veins. i am not slightly mexican. hahahahhaaa. oh well, I'll see how this episode of Bostons CRazy home adventures goes tommorow morning, see yah. (haha, i feel like a talk show host) XD hahahahhaaa.




 
 
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