Why do I still have to force myself to not turn down Robert's road every time I pass by it? I have not spoken to him since just after Spring Break and he is a jerk (senny has much more vulgar words that she likes to use when describing him, but I will spare your ears).
Oh, and I forgot to mention that I have an usually large lips according to my mother (well, to everyone, but the way my mother says it is uniqe). My sister often complains that I havebigger teeth and bigger lips than she does, but I don't mind, I like my big lips and teeth. Today at lunch though, my mom asked if my mom lip was swollen and I told her no, got self-concious, checked my compact, and confirmed that it was normal size. Then we talked about how I have such big lips and no one else in the family does. My mom said something along the lines of: I'm not meaning to be racist, and I know you're as white as can be, but you have black people lips.
Wow, I have African American lips, just what I've always wanted. Maybe I'm black and don't know it. Afterall, Ali (the girl next door) once told me that I had a black girl's butt.
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