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Hahaha. Man. People are crazy hypocrtical. My aunt told me a story of how one of her renters at her complex called her a "snooty rich bitch" and my sister went crazy, telling her that she wasn't rich and all this...and so I told my sister about how some people think I'm conceited, then she went off on me, telling me that I am. What the crap? Then when I told her I didn't want to talk to her or hear her ridicule me, she told me I was too defensive. What? Oh, I'm sorry, I'm being like you...forgive me. I mean, seriously....Oh well. Some people just have issues and need to be control freaks to understand life. Hum di do.

I cooked today! Woo! It was fun. I don't even know how to cook, but it was exciting. I made some funky vegan nut roast (because, yes, I'm one of those crazy vegans) and I made some butter tart pie, and some cranberry-sweetpotato bake. Yay! I usually don't eat though. It's not fun. Food is disgusting. I think I want to be anorexic...wait, my mom won't let me. Last time I tried that she threatened to take me to the hospital, where they would put an IV in my hand...and I have this weird thing about my hands...man..I can't stand them to be touched in any way...I must keep them safe so I can paint and play my music. Am I a lunatic? Just nod and smile.

Happy Feasting Day everyone! ^.^
I give thanks to the Puritans. What?