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Why I disappeared

Hi chaps. I'm not gonna waste time and explain in detail why I went missing from this blog for a month after I promised the ONE reader reading this that I'll be stricter with the blog updates.
I'm just gonna say, IT WAS MY BROTHER'S WEDDING OK?
Our house was jam-packed with barely any space to move. Everyone had to do a complicated dance routine everyday to get chores done. There were over 15 kids. I was in an introverted crises because you see, most of the people in my house for the wedding CAME TO MY HOMETOWN AFTER 6 FRIGGING YEARS AND THERE WAS A LOT TO CATCH UP. I also realized a few things which I'll add in the end.
The wedding was lit. Everyone looked bomb. I (frigging gorgeous egyptian princess) looked fine, I guess.
The only thing that put me a bit off track was BITCH NO ONE, I REPEAT, no one recognized me in the after-reception party because maybe I slapped on a little too much make-up. I don't know, I tried going Zen that day. It didn't work out. Things got more complicated after that.
BUT THE GOOD THING IS, I made new friends! The nephews and neices my age became my best pals whom I shared almost everything with and I decided that we had our cousin-ly problems because of the naive-ness in us that we had in us six years ago. IT WAS LIKE BEING ABLE TO BREATHE. Especially that I was able to communicate without breaking down or letting my social awkwardness and anxiety get in the way. I also switched schools, but the story will be in another blogpost, which will be up VERY soon (i hope).
All the love,
Em

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