Mii- Mii the ever- loving 🌼💗‿💗🌼 (kattidya) wrote,
Mii- Mii the ever- loving 🌼💗‿💗🌼

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Well done, sister suffragette

I had a dream about Kivimäki elementary school, and another dream where my mom had delegated me to start studying in an art college. The aforementioned college was one of those old village school buildings, a smallish wooden cottage in a rural area.

In another dream I went to Hennes & Mauritz in Myyrmanni shopping center, and I swooned at the gorgeous clothes I desperately wanted to buy; including a black maxi dress that was actually a nightshirt, it had a picture of a Pikachu in the chest and purple lightning pattern.

I got up about at ten o’clock in the morning, and I was feeling well both mentally and physically; usually in the mornings I am in a sour mood and my head hurts.
I took my morning medicine, brushed my teeth, washed my face, showered my underbelly, anointed my face and body with basic lotion, dressed up, ate a breakfast, took my nutrition supplements, and turned on my laptop to check Facebook, Tumblr, Twitter, Pinterest, LiveJournal, and my e- mails.

I called my mom but zie didn’t answer, I called my dad and asked hir if I can come over, zie said yes, and also said that mom had gone for a walk.

I took the bus 55 to Raappavuori, once there both of my parents were home and in a bad mood, as usual.
At noon my dad went for a bike ride and mom started cooking lunch. I sat in the living room sofa, doodling mamegomas into my diary and sipping coffee, when my mom started yelling, quote: “Miia! Get your butt to kitchen, sharpish!”. I didn’t understand a word but I went there anyway, zie yelled even louder and I made out that zie wanted me to clean the dead June bugs from the fridge, so I opened the fridge door and mom screamed at me to stop raiding the fridge. At that point I realized how a confused Pokémon feels.
Then zie pointed at a daddy- long- legs on the floor, and I finally got it, zie wanted me to slap it dead. I went to fetch the newspaper from the living room, and mom screamed even louder; “Don’t use today’s newspaper, silly head! We have a shit ton of old newspapers right under your nose!”
I armed myself with a rolled- up newspaper, but the spider had probably gotten sick of my mother’s yelling and hidden. I felt as if I should hide too, so I grabbed my backpack and put on my boots and told mom I am leaving, and by then mom had calmed down, hugged and kissed me and told me to take care, and said that I can visit in the evening if I want.
I quickly scurried off, and wondered why mothers are so quirky.

I took the bus 530 to Myyrmäki and went home. I didn’t feel like doing housework, but I managed to scrub the toilet bowl and wash a load of laundry.

Suavecita came to visit me today, zie brought cinnamon rolls, coffee grounds, orange juice, chocolate muffins, strawberry yoghurt chocolate bars, chocolate donuts, and baby carrots.
Zie wanted to make coffee, and I remembered that I didn’t have coffee filters! Zie gave me 2 euros, so I could pop to the local supermarket and buy a box of filter papers.
Once home, we made coffee and I remembered that I didn’t have sugar, so zie gave me an euro so I could go back to the supermarket and buy a pound of sugar.

Once home, we had coffee and ate the treats, talked about things and stuff and laughed and took photos.

Later the day Suavecita suggested that we go to the shopping mall for ice creams, but the mall was going to be closed for today, so instead we went to Mike’s Diner for milkshakes.
Suavecita had a cola- flavoured milkshakes, I had a chocolate milkshake. We both sang “My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard”, and the radio played “Bootylicious” by the Destiny’s Child.
The diner reminded me of the movie Ghost World, where Enid and Rebecca go to the Original 50’s Diner Wowsville (“Hubba Hubba” in the graphic novel, which the movie is based on) and the jukebox plays an 80’s hip hop song.

I told Suavecita that we should be wearing mary janes, white knee socks, swishy skirts with embroidered French poodles, starched button- ups, Pink Ladies jackets, long chiffon scarves, red “cat’s eye” shades, and rhinestone earrings. And there would be three greasers fighting who gets to take us to the homecoming dance.

Suavecita drove back home in hir car, I took the bus 43 to Martinlaakso and called my mom on the way to tell hir I am coming over.
I didn’t bother staying long because it was getting late, I took the bus 55 back to Myyrmäki and went home just in time to take my evening medicine.
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