#mochijulia

'm both.

I thought it was real––I just skimmed––and then. AND THEN, JULIA.

Nothing––I just––the post and I––

Why would I put it in a pot, then in the microwave––No, nevermind. I was doin' it old-schooled, girl. You know. Put it in the pot, throw some water in there, put it on the stove. It's harder than it looks when you got shit goin' on. Like... eating other food? Yeah.

Well. I know I'm not boring, I just feel boring. But thanks, Jules. I love ya. Okay. Why's everyone actin' like I committed murder? Maybe the pot was shitty, huh. Think about that Jules, did'ja? 

Sometimes, I think it’s hard to talk to Julia. Probably thinks I’m boring though I’m not normally a boring person, which is why it’s frustrating to realize that. Ick  Weird. I try too hard, HAH. I can’t remember if I finished cooking my noodles but I’ll go and check on them. I probably burned them or some shit. Ugh, why’d I burn my noodles. But yeah, back to Julia. And anyway, I remember once she said that she doesn’t think of herself as a mom buuuut she kinda is. Kinda. I dunno where I’m getting that from. Huh. Need to stop thinking so much. When did she get married? Was I there or was it before I got here? Huh. Something to ask later. Anyway, I gotta go. Nada wants me to write about her next.

Nahhh, because I'mma child and I feel like you're always takin' care of me, actually. But, y'know, that too. That's a good point, to be honest. So all of that. /nods/

Umma Nora to the rescue. /nods, patting her chest/ Though, to be honest, don't think it'll fit. I kinda feel like you're the umma, to be honest.