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So.... let's see. Today... my dad called me....
1. Fatass.
2.Lazyass.
3.Pig.
Wow he must love me so damn much. Haha.
So today I went to my cousin's wedding/reception. Mind you, I don't really talk to my cousins all that much. I feel really out of place after a while. I got bored and it showed. My dad called me a fatass, blah blah blah. He says I am going to go to a doctor for my "depression". I would love that. For him to spend a gazillion dollars and find out nothing is wrong. I know some people on here don't really know me all that well. But I am definitely the least depressed person I could ever think of. I am optimistic as hell. Anyways. Yeah. I am done. If anybody wants to hang out on the 4th, leave me a comment and say something, as I am trying to get a big group of fun-lovin' people together. Don't worry if you don't know me that well, it will be fun. Tell all your friends.