Currently sick as I've been all week, I write this post sitting on my parents' comfy patio furniture in the backyard while Avenged Sevenfold's "Hail to the King" plays over the outside speakers. This is a much better atmosphere than being laid up in bed, being forced to watch football because it's the only thing that's on. No thank you.
I don't have much to say since it's been a slow day. I woke up, ate breakfast (well, Starbucks...), got changed and went to the shooting range with my family. Nothing especially exciting happened at the range. Fortunately, or unfortunately, depending on your outlook. The drive to and from the range (being about an hour one way) wasn't fun for anyone as I was trying to hold back coughs and sneezes and my family was trying to hold their breath. Halfway through the trip home, my brother politely asked me to "die already." I can't blame him. I would feel the same way if I were in his shoes.
When we got home my dad, bro and I all cleaned our guns together. While we were cleaning them, I asked my dad and bro if this was what bonding felt like haha. I love my time spent with those two. I'm so glad I was raised in a tomboy fashion. Because of them, I grew up playing video games, listening to rock n'roll, skateboarding, ripsticking, wakeboarding, lizard hunting in the backyard, turtle hunting at Ferry Park, slingshotting rocks at flying creatures in the the sky and on power lines (we were bored sometimes and had to make it interesting... no, we never actually took out any birds... not that I remember, at least), and lots of other not-so-girly hobbies.
They've influenced me to love the outdoors and to do things that challenge me physically and mentally. I am so thankful for everything they've taught me in life.
The male influence is definitely something that has shaped who I am today and who I will be for the rest of my life. I wouldn't have it any other way!
- LJ
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