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fish and paint are the same
laa la laa la laa
hahaha...they really are.
People keep asking me how thanksgiving was. So I'll just tell you all so maybe you won't have to verbally ask me. See, thanksgiving isn't really anything big in my family. Half of the time, we just go to Olde Country Buffet. I was even thinking of staying at school on thursday, because it's such a small affair, and turkey isn't my thing, anyway.
We did have my uncle from Madison and his roommate over this time, though. Which make it a little less pleasant. Not that I don't love my uncle, but geez. I know I'm not a responsible adult yet, but do you all have to keep making fun of me, calling me a little kid? Four grown-ups against me and my two brothers (and we can't even make fun of them, which would be so so easy, because it would be disrespectful to our elders). I waited until the meal was ready to come out of my room, and left right away after the pumpkin pie.
And to think I was actually feeling down because my family never has those huge thanksgiving get-togethers anymore. AH! If I had to do one of those, I would go completely insane. All those people...who are totally unlike me but somehow related so I have to try and make conversation and smile sweetly for them. Seriously, I don't even think of them as being blood (maybe partially because I've only seen most of them once in the last ten years). Sometimes I feel like a real people person, but times like this I feel anti-social...or maybe as if I have social axiety, at least.
laa la laa la laa
hahaha...they really are.
People keep asking me how thanksgiving was. So I'll just tell you all so maybe you won't have to verbally ask me. See, thanksgiving isn't really anything big in my family. Half of the time, we just go to Olde Country Buffet. I was even thinking of staying at school on thursday, because it's such a small affair, and turkey isn't my thing, anyway.
We did have my uncle from Madison and his roommate over this time, though. Which make it a little less pleasant. Not that I don't love my uncle, but geez. I know I'm not a responsible adult yet, but do you all have to keep making fun of me, calling me a little kid? Four grown-ups against me and my two brothers (and we can't even make fun of them, which would be so so easy, because it would be disrespectful to our elders). I waited until the meal was ready to come out of my room, and left right away after the pumpkin pie.
And to think I was actually feeling down because my family never has those huge thanksgiving get-togethers anymore. AH! If I had to do one of those, I would go completely insane. All those people...who are totally unlike me but somehow related so I have to try and make conversation and smile sweetly for them. Seriously, I don't even think of them as being blood (maybe partially because I've only seen most of them once in the last ten years). Sometimes I feel like a real people person, but times like this I feel anti-social...or maybe as if I have social axiety, at least.