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xoxo6’, or for the metric users, 183 cm
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xoxoLight silver mixed with black
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xoxoDark Chocolate
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xoxoThings are better left unsaid, but other times, you have to say them. That’s what words of wisdom my mother left me when she died. But to really understand it, we need to take a trip down quiet roads.
xoxoI was born into a good family. A couple older siblings, enough older family to teach me what and what not to do, it was good. I was taught to observe the fine line between “want” and need”, such as you want to travel, but you need to study. School was never a problem. I’d actually sit in the back and do my work, before playing with various puzzles for hours on end. I was even late a couple times to class because I couldn’t hear the bell over my own thoughts. I was a little popular, but more for my ability to tutor than anything. Everyone else could care less about how I could beat Solitaire, the one with the little jumping orbs I mean.
xoxoSchool got harder, and so my love of puzzles was set aside for school. Late nights sitting with water and homework were common. I think mom would stay up with me until I went to bed, and would wake up before me to get me up in the morning. Mom actually died shortly after I finished the 10th grade. I went to the hospital for a few weeks, but all the doctors could do was sit and watch her die. She had suffered something they couldn’t fix, and I was crushed. I almost became ostracized at school, so any time that I had originally spent helping others with anything became me, myself, and I with my thoughts or being in the middle of many clubs. College no longer seemed vital. No one was around long enough for me to have a reason to impress them.
xoxoI decided to move as soon as possible to get away from home. Dad was starting to lose it, since he had 3 kids and no real reason to go home. My older brother became married to his profession, and my sister found love working in Spain. We lost contact without mom, and it was better that way. I packed some of my possessions, took the cookbooks handed down through her side of the family, and left my keys at home.
xoxoI rarely tell this story, but I know that my friends back home are secretly rooting for my success.
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xoxo❥ Puzzles. Mysteries are just another puzzle.
xoxo❥ Konnyaku. A firm Japanese jelly dish made from a flower that tastes better baked with miso.
xoxo❥ Tea, hot or cold. Still better than coffee.
xoxo❥ Winter. It rains, and draws out my creativity.
xoxo❥ Cats. They have their own style of life that is independent from everyone around them.
xoxo❥ Ocean Blue. The greatest mystery on the Earth.
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xoxo☠ Fall. Dry and cold is not so much fun.
xoxo☠ Cherries. Its something about them I just can’t explain.
xoxo☠ Alcohol. Just keep it away.
xoxo☠ Insects. Never have, never will.
xoxo☠ Hot Pink. Makes me shudder.
Tнεмε →Roses and Wine – Nobuo Uematsu
