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my mom is so cute ♥
24 July 2011 @ 00:11
My family and I went to the beach today! No pictures since I'm sort of self-conscious about myself in a swimsuit. Hahaha.

Before we left, my mom asked if I was going to wear my old swimsuit and I said no, I got a new one. I was wearing it already and she asked if she could see what it looks like. I was going to pull down my tank top to show her but she just reached over and slowly lifted my shirt up. She's so cute.

The beach was alright; it was pretty fun when we first went to play in the water, but then all my mom and sister wanted to do was sleep and tan. My dad and I got bored so we went to walk around on the boardwalk and chill in the car for a good hour or so. It wasn't as nice as Virginia Beach though. Just boardwalk, no souvenir shops, no restaurants, no nice hotels on the side. ....It was pretty ghetto, actually. I guess that's New York for you. /shrugs

We had dinner at a sort of ok Japanese/Thai restaurant (lol I looked like such a hoebag because I was still wearing my bikini under my boardshorts and yesterday's skank top). The usual sushi chef was missing so we had pretty badly made sushi from the other chefs who filled in for his position. Thai iced tea is good though! I want to learn how to make it someday so I can die of diabetes.

After that, when we were in the car going home:

Mom (to dad): You know, the girl sitting at the table next to you had nice breasts.
Dad: What if they're fake?
Mom: So? It still looks good on her.

Except in Chinese. Did I ever mention that my mom was cute?

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