Ah, my family. My crazy, psychotic Polish family.
I would say that I'm relatively close with all the members of my family. The ones that I am closest to are my grandmother and Squirt. Like, don't get me wrong, I'm close to my mom, I mean, she birthed me for God's sake. However, I fell that the bond that I have with Squirt and our grandmother is stronger.
Squirt and I are in a rare situation. We're both only children, and we're the only two grandchildren. I think it's safe to say that fighting for our grandmother's attention is extremely rare since we were together all the time, and let me tell you that going to college three hours away has really been a big adjustment since I'm not seeing them all the time. Over Thanksgiving I was with them the most, and with Christmas break coming up next week, I know that I will definitely be crashing at my grandmother's with Squirt for maybe even a few days.
Squirt and I are the "terrible two" of the family. When we're together, we're loud and obnoxious, we wrestle on our grandmother's floor, we fangirl over things on the internet, and according to our uncle, we're "bad influences" (yeah he's not too fond of us at the moment). People have even mistaken us for sisters. Oh, and she's the maid of honor at my wedding. That's set in stone. Gotta find a boy first, though.
I'm looking forward to seeing the rest of my family over Christmas break, but for now, I have a paper to finish tweaking.
Oh, and by the way: clubbing is amazing.
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