You know what I was thinking about..
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Thread Topic: You know what I was thinking about..
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Two years ago when I went to Mexico. I'm remembering how there's a military base close to where I live. I remember that the day we were going to leave Durango, a few jeeps full of men from the military just kinda rode by. Then my little cousins and I were waving and in response they waved back and said "Hola muchachas, que tengan un buen dia! (hello ladies, have a good day)"
They were so friendly omg. That's what I was remember. *misses seeing people as friendly as that*
Even for guys in the military, jeez they were friendly.. But if you were to ever come to Mexico you'd see the big difference between the military here in the USA and the military there.
(and basically over there they're short and adorable *thinks everything is adorable* and they look like they're so f---ing ready to shoot some b----es down omg. And they're so jumpy for the most part.)
Then I was thinking about that one guy who decided to ask me for a dance, like honestly the men there are such gentlemen that I forgot about it. ;u; He was so nice and sweet. The only thing is that later my uncle made fun of me and said "Haaa! No fifteenth for you!"
Ahah.. I miss it there... :c *home sick again* -
i think i have so many typos omg
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Poor Alice... That sounds nice. Nothing like here. A bunch of shithole boys laughed at my sister when she was practicing her jumps and were quite rude to me because I asked to borrow a cellphone.
.......Would you mind if I tagged along next time you went to Mexico?
And what about a fifteenth? -
I wish I knew such kind people. ._.
One memory I have from when my dad was in the army was there was a guy there that reminded me of a brother-like figure, and he would always smile at me and give me a high five, saying "We don't shake!" like how he had to be polite and shake hands with everyone else. He's still a friend of my dad's even though we don't live near him anymore, and he's been going through some hard things like PTSD.
I don't know, it's memories like that that stick with me. I may still remember being bullied and the people who were cruel to me, but people in my life that do something out of kindness, no matter how small it is, always stick with me as well.
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