NO, I don't know what the fat content of water is, STOP ASKING!

Hey Hey Hey! It's me again and me has stuff to say! Lots of stuff. Soooo muuuch stuff, me has absolutely no idea where to start! First off, HOLY GUACAMOLE ONLY 2 MORE DAYS AND I'M FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE TO BLOG TO MY HEARTS CONTENT! Without the risk of being caught and deported to the south east tip of Guam. Why Guam you may ask? I hear they have delicous fruit smoothies.

Now that i'm done being weird...well, weirder than usual, i shall explain the title of my post. As you may or may not have noticed (i mean, who actually reads post titles?) it states "NO, I don't know what the fat content of water is, STOP ASKING!" the reason it says this is my annoying aunt kept following me around on Christmas Eve, saying things like "O dear, do you know how many calories are in this? How about the sodium content of this?"

Yeah, it was annoying as it sounds.

And then her husband decided to lecture me on the audacity of wasting food sinc i insisted i don't like peas. "YOu know, the starving children in China would die to have those peas you refuse to eat? How about those poor kids in Taiwan? And what about the lack of food for wild animals? the more food you waste, the more food we need to take from nature, and the more food we take from nature, the less food for the wild beasts of our land!"

Needless to say, I got fed up (fed up, no pun intended), and retorted with "If you're so worried about the starving children in China, then pack up these peas and sent em to em! and if you loose sleep over the thoughts of starving wild animals, then why don't you pack yourself off to Africa and pay a friendly visit to the cute cuddly lions?"

Ya, i know that was really mean, but sheesh. Despite how it may sound, i actually very rarely get angry. But man, he just has a way of tap dancing on my last nerve that is just so ugh!

and btw, i do care about the starving children in China. I donate money. And i donated 50 cans to our local food drive where i live, so don't go saying i'm some sorta heartless, crude, rapid porcupine! Trust me, rapid porcupines are a lot fiercer than me and are not cuddly!

just trust me on that.

Other than that, my Christmas Eve was actually quite fun! Better than usual. I told y'all about the family problems we had, but for some reason they just weren't as prominent as usual this year. It was nice. Except for the naggy aunts and UGH-YOU-ARE-TAP-DANCING-ON-MY-LAST-NERVE uncles.

So, basic run down of Christmas Eve...

1. Drive to grandma's house
2. get out of car
3. nearly die via falling on ice
4. go inside of house
5. wonder why the kitchen is filled with smoke
6. wonder what that burning smell was
7. wonder what was burning
8. grandma just about has panic attack
9. AWW, MY TURKEY!
10. Grandma rescues turkey
11. turkey looks like it has seen better days
12. dinner
13. second helping of dinner
14. third helping..
15. 4th...
16. well, it is the hollidays
17. gather in living room
18. open presents
19. do lottery (we each pick a number, when number is called, go pick a present out of a huge pile. Presents range from tea sets, to kitchen gear, to those special little items that no one really knows what the heck they are
20. WE all barter with one another to exchange gifts
21. 3 little cousins open presents my cousin Gia brought them
22. guess what they got?
23. Marshmallow guns
24. I hate my cousin
25. Marshmallow war ensues
26. I trick em, trap em downstairs, don't release them until they give me their guns
27. Get the guns, run
28. hide behing corner
29. shoot when i hear footsteps
30. Sorry Grandpa!
31. get ready to leave
32. in the car
33. forgot my phone
34. run back in
35. FIRE!!!
36. Hit with about 8 marshmallows at once
37. quickly put all my cousins on my hit list, right below Tom Cruise and my science teacher who forced the class to bow to me when i got the extra credit on our report of the history of Earth, who is right below the KFC dude who refused to tell me what were the secret ingredients that made their chicken so irresistable
38. go look at Christmas lights
39. go home
40. and DON'T GO ASLEEP TIL THE WEE HOURS OF THE MORNING!

Hey, even teenagers get excited for Christmas.

Now, i'm gonna leave my post at that. I will tell you about Christmas Day next time!

and despite the kind words Natalie! gave me, i still feel bad that i havent commented in awhile, so I just wana say that i truly appreciate you guys who still comment on mine.

Love y'all!

Don't ever change!

Unless I ask you for change for a dollar.

Then you can change.

But only then.

right...well...ya....OOOOO just ONE MORE THING!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

HAPPY KWANZAA!

HAPPY WINTER SOLSTICE!

HAPPY THREE KINGS DAY!

HAPPY CHANAKAH!

OR HANNAKUH

OR CHANNAKUH

OR HANUKAH!

wow, there are almost as many ways to spell chanukah as there are days of it.

btw, i'm a quarter Jew.

Not too shabby.

now bye, and stop reading.

seriously, i've got nothing more to say

except maybe...

BYE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I know what you all are thinking, "What a waste of exclamation points!" and in response i simply say !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

so ha.

and HAPPY almost NEW YEARS!