Note: Drunk posts incoming.
I went shoe shopping with my folks all over Kingston (at least 3 different locations) before I finally found shoes that both fit and were not hideous: grey canvas Vans with red highlights. At last, I can walk around without holes the size of golf balls in my sneakers. Also, school spirit! Once the choice was made, we went to visit my grandmother. Every semester, I get a letter or two from her and come to miss her terribly, especially given her age. It felt good to give her a large hug and talk about life. Is this growing up?
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