Hello!
It's MAY fourth! Which means tomorrow is Cinco de Mayo, which I've NEVER celebrated!
Oh, wait, tomorrow's the fifth of May.
WHICH IS MOLLY'S BIRTHDAY!
And, dangit, I'm in freaking France.
Molly, I have lots of things planned to make up for this. You'll see them all tomorrow, or at later dates. I wish you a deeeeelicious breakfast, a cookie cake, good wake-up music (oh, hello there, 80s!), many pictures with friends, and one of those kinda lame but kinda cute plastic princess crowns to wear at school all day. Because you're awesome, and it's you FREAKING BIRTHDAY tomorrow!
To anybody else reading this... MAKE SURE TO WISH MOLLY HAPPY BIRTHDAY IN OBNOXIOUS WAYS! WITH EXCLAMATION POINTS AND MUSIC AND STUFF.
Happy (early) 17th, Molly!
-Aly
P.S. Good luck on any exams you may have on your birthday... that's just an extra excuse to eat more (*tempted to say chicken*. NO, I meant...) CAKE! ;D (of the cookie variety, yummm.)
Showing posts with label twinness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label twinness. Show all posts
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Growing Up
Hello!
Aly here, for the first time in a while. Missed me? (I hear that a lot these days, y'know.) It felt like a good time to write on this blog, so here I am.
I talked to Molly this morning before going to school (via Skype), and it was just awesome, despite the fact that she really should have been sleeping and I should have been eating breakfast. She already knows I miss her bunches, but conversations like that make me so glad I'm gone, and don't worry, I'll explain that statement (it's not because I'm missing drama).
The thing about being a foreign place for a long period of time, without your "security blanket", is that is forces you to re-define yourself. When you don't know anybody, not really, you have to figure out who you are all over again and show that to new people. I thought I had myself figured out, or as figured out as any teenager can... but yet, this experience has proven me wrong. The great thing about me being gone is that it's the same for Molly at home, just in a different way. Same surroundings, same people, same self, just the definition of self that comes once you're detached from your "twin", somebody that knows you just as well (if not better) than you know yourself.
I'd already done the religion thing, figuring out what I believe more precisely, and I'm very comfortable with what I believe now-- there's no questioning or uncertainty on my part. For Molly, this hasn't been the case. It's not my place to say, but the reason for her recent very religious posts are that she has finally figured it out for herself. Without me influencing, because that's one thing were we're opposite. The thing is, she's figured out so much more than that while I've been gone, and that conversation this morning showed me that. I've changed, too, but we're still twins and best friends, and I am really happy for her, that she's had the same opportunity to grow, even if the religion thing freaked me out at first.
The truth of the matter is that we're growing up, both of us. Separately and at the same time, but we're growing up in such a way that we'd both have to slap you if you said "growing apart". Oceans can separate us in distance, but at the same time, that's impossible.
It's been four months here (as of tomorrow), but I'm already so different from when I left. I'm different in ways that I LIKE. I feel older, in a good way-- more mature, more understanding. I feel less like a kid mentally; this experience has given me insights into myself and other people, and even my mother. I'm still learning and growing, but without coming here, I don't think it would be the same.
I've just come back from vacation. I'm kind of out of it. That vacation was amazing, and I spent a LOT of time thinking and reflecting, writing and contemplating my time here. What have I accomplished? Many things, but not enough of what I wanted. I'm anxious to start traveling again, to learn more and discover. To continue to prove to myself that I AM capable of all the things I doubt I can do. When I go home, I will be able to say this was the experience of a lifetime, because including the bad things, the timing wasn't wrong. No matter what N says, that I'm too young for this... I know-- for myself-- that the timing was perfect.
My time here will nearly be over in 2 months. The end of a dream, I would have said. In a way, it is. Can it be the end of a dream if I realized a dream I didn't know I had and lived another experience? If it exceeded expectations or disappointed, was it the same dream? I'm not the same person, not exactly... but yes, this is my dream; it's my reality, too.
♥
-Aly
P.S. Molly, talk to you soon!
Aly here, for the first time in a while. Missed me? (I hear that a lot these days, y'know.) It felt like a good time to write on this blog, so here I am.
I talked to Molly this morning before going to school (via Skype), and it was just awesome, despite the fact that she really should have been sleeping and I should have been eating breakfast. She already knows I miss her bunches, but conversations like that make me so glad I'm gone, and don't worry, I'll explain that statement (it's not because I'm missing drama).
The thing about being a foreign place for a long period of time, without your "security blanket", is that is forces you to re-define yourself. When you don't know anybody, not really, you have to figure out who you are all over again and show that to new people. I thought I had myself figured out, or as figured out as any teenager can... but yet, this experience has proven me wrong. The great thing about me being gone is that it's the same for Molly at home, just in a different way. Same surroundings, same people, same self, just the definition of self that comes once you're detached from your "twin", somebody that knows you just as well (if not better) than you know yourself.
I'd already done the religion thing, figuring out what I believe more precisely, and I'm very comfortable with what I believe now-- there's no questioning or uncertainty on my part. For Molly, this hasn't been the case. It's not my place to say, but the reason for her recent very religious posts are that she has finally figured it out for herself. Without me influencing, because that's one thing were we're opposite. The thing is, she's figured out so much more than that while I've been gone, and that conversation this morning showed me that. I've changed, too, but we're still twins and best friends, and I am really happy for her, that she's had the same opportunity to grow, even if the religion thing freaked me out at first.
The truth of the matter is that we're growing up, both of us. Separately and at the same time, but we're growing up in such a way that we'd both have to slap you if you said "growing apart". Oceans can separate us in distance, but at the same time, that's impossible.
It's been four months here (as of tomorrow), but I'm already so different from when I left. I'm different in ways that I LIKE. I feel older, in a good way-- more mature, more understanding. I feel less like a kid mentally; this experience has given me insights into myself and other people, and even my mother. I'm still learning and growing, but without coming here, I don't think it would be the same.
I've just come back from vacation. I'm kind of out of it. That vacation was amazing, and I spent a LOT of time thinking and reflecting, writing and contemplating my time here. What have I accomplished? Many things, but not enough of what I wanted. I'm anxious to start traveling again, to learn more and discover. To continue to prove to myself that I AM capable of all the things I doubt I can do. When I go home, I will be able to say this was the experience of a lifetime, because including the bad things, the timing wasn't wrong. No matter what N says, that I'm too young for this... I know-- for myself-- that the timing was perfect.
My time here will nearly be over in 2 months. The end of a dream, I would have said. In a way, it is. Can it be the end of a dream if I realized a dream I didn't know I had and lived another experience? If it exceeded expectations or disappointed, was it the same dream? I'm not the same person, not exactly... but yes, this is my dream; it's my reality, too.
♥
-Aly
P.S. Molly, talk to you soon!
Saturday, May 2, 2009
The Chickens are Restless (In My Pants)
YAY! BLOG!
hihi!
We're MAlly. Molly and Aly, that is.
We're twins! But not really. We look nothing alike, yet people seem to believe that we are actually related for long periods of time. Oh well. We wear the same shirt and pants on the same day. That sounds awkward. WE HAVE CLONED CLOTHING.
We're on a quest for book titles that you can add "In My Pants" to the end of that are really funny. (Inspired by the vlogbrothers! YAY!) The best we've found so far is "The Chickens are Restless" (in my pants). Until Bingo suggested "The Big Friendly Giant" (in my pants).
Bingo is being stupid, besides the great title he gave us. HE WON'T SHARE THE EVIL PLAN THAT INVOLVES HALF OF US. ME. Yeah.
And he's being a wall.
*kicks wall*
It's lateish, and we should be learning our script for a MASSIVE PROJECT, but that's not working out so well.
Molly: *whispers* HEY! *yells* GIVE ME THAT! *weirdvoice* It's mine.
Aly: YOU DID THAT WRONG! ALL WRONG! R-O-N-G! RONG!
Molly: *fakecries* how should I do it, then?!
Aly: That was an interrobang statement! YAY! oh, right. Script.
Molly: heh. cackcackcack. *innocentface*
Aly: *hits innocentface with script*
Molly: YOU HAS A MESSAGE! IS A QUESTION MARK?!
...yeah....
Oh! I keep turning on the CAPS LOCK button accidentally. Whoops.
Molly got a new puppy today. I think she's crazy. But he's SO CUTE and so awkward, so it's okay. His name is Jake; he's a 5monthold black lab (rescue puppy), whom her OLD dog (Journey, 4. Also a black lab.) seems to think will be leaving soon. But nope.
We decided today that we should do something crazy/productive/involving a video camera. Like our MAlly dance that we keep SAYING we'll videotape, but we never do because we have no time! *schoolhaseatenlife*
We have a purple notebook from the week I tagged along to the beach with Molly's family. My favorite page goes like this:
"Heyyyyyy, cute neighbor boy, where'd you gooooo?"
"In ze uzer house."
"Oh. Zat makes me sad."
"I's sorry."
"OH! HELLICHOPPER!"
"AHHHH!!!!!!!!!"
It makes me laugh. Randomness! :)
I think I'm going to stop writing this now. Whee.
:)
-Aly
& Molly (for like 2 seconds)
hihi!
We're MAlly. Molly and Aly, that is.
We're twins! But not really. We look nothing alike, yet people seem to believe that we are actually related for long periods of time. Oh well. We wear the same shirt and pants on the same day. That sounds awkward. WE HAVE CLONED CLOTHING.
We're on a quest for book titles that you can add "In My Pants" to the end of that are really funny. (Inspired by the vlogbrothers! YAY!) The best we've found so far is "The Chickens are Restless" (in my pants). Until Bingo suggested "The Big Friendly Giant" (in my pants).
Bingo is being stupid, besides the great title he gave us. HE WON'T SHARE THE EVIL PLAN THAT INVOLVES HALF OF US. ME. Yeah.
And he's being a wall.
*kicks wall*
It's lateish, and we should be learning our script for a MASSIVE PROJECT, but that's not working out so well.
Molly: *whispers* HEY! *yells* GIVE ME THAT! *weirdvoice* It's mine.
Aly: YOU DID THAT WRONG! ALL WRONG! R-O-N-G! RONG!
Molly: *fakecries* how should I do it, then?!
Aly: That was an interrobang statement! YAY! oh, right. Script.
Molly: heh. cackcackcack. *innocentface*
Aly: *hits innocentface with script*
Molly: YOU HAS A MESSAGE! IS A QUESTION MARK?!
...yeah....
Oh! I keep turning on the CAPS LOCK button accidentally. Whoops.
Molly got a new puppy today. I think she's crazy. But he's SO CUTE and so awkward, so it's okay. His name is Jake; he's a 5monthold black lab (rescue puppy), whom her OLD dog (Journey, 4. Also a black lab.) seems to think will be leaving soon. But nope.
We decided today that we should do something crazy/productive/involving a video camera. Like our MAlly dance that we keep SAYING we'll videotape, but we never do because we have no time! *schoolhaseatenlife*
We have a purple notebook from the week I tagged along to the beach with Molly's family. My favorite page goes like this:
"Heyyyyyy, cute neighbor boy, where'd you gooooo?"
"In ze uzer house."
"Oh. Zat makes me sad."
"I's sorry."
"OH! HELLICHOPPER!"
"AHHHH!!!!!!!!!"
It makes me laugh. Randomness! :)
I think I'm going to stop writing this now. Whee.
:)
-Aly
& Molly (for like 2 seconds)
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