(Of whom the world was not worthy), Wandering. . .
The only thing I can promise is to be genuine.
The only thing I can promise is to be genuine.
my grandma: “how was boston?”
me: “It was really good, I enjoyed it a lot!”
g: “Oh I’m so glad. Did you make new friends?”
m: “Yeah, I di-“
g: “Oh! did you meet, eh, eh (trying to think of the right word in English but just skips to spanish) El guapo?!?!?”
m: “Pahaha! No” >_<;
g: “That’s why young people travel you know! Maybe someone noticed you!”
me in my head: “oh gosh, I hope not” out lout: “Maybe…”
I love my grandma =) She is such a goof. She is trying so hard to marry off her grandchildren and her ultimate goal is great grandchildren, haha. I guess it makes sense since she’s about 86 or so.