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esskay
Digital storyteller, Photographic narrator, Hogwarts alum. In real life, I write things. I speak fluent sarcasm. I'm unintentionally funny. My favorite thing is food. Guac is life. I'm a fountain of the most random information. I'm pretty, only because it's weird to call oneself beautiful. I'm weird in all the good ways. I live in the greatest city on Earth. I was Sasha before Beyonce was schizophrenic. My life is stranger than fiction. But please, don't take my word for it. My pen is mightier than my sword. Instagram
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Tuesday, September 14, 2010 || 11:05 PM
So today I was thinking, what would I do if something ever happened to my dad. Pain in the ass that he is, I still love him but for some strange reason, that's the thought that crossed my mind. The first thing I thought of was the fact that there would be no one to walk me down the aisle on my wedding day (not that I ever plan to walk down that plank) and then I thought, there would be no one to bug for money and no one one to say no when I bug him for money (more realistic thoughts). Then I remembered that my father is absolutely useless and exists for the sole purpose of saying "go ask your mother" so, even though I hate to say this, my dad wouldn't be missed for anything other than his obnoxious jokes that aren't actually funny. Now that I think of it, every time my mother goes away on vacation, its always painfully obvious how different everything is but when my dad goes, its like no one is missing and everything is business as usual. It's weird how things tend to work out that way. Labels: friends and fam, personals |