Family parties are parties in their own way.

Yesterday, I went to my uncle's house just a couple blocks away (and I drove). I'd like to say that it was like it used to be, but everyone left early. My cousins that stayed and I were bored senseless. I drew some pictures. I ate lots of delicious French Apple Pie from Baker's Square. And cheesecake....and pancit. And a little turkey. I'm not much of a fan for turkey. And then my cousin, B, tried to hang onto my car while he was on his scooter. That was funny. That was some good apple pie though.

Then we got home and I tried to play my guitar, but I suck and it only made me hate myself. Then my cousin and my sister played Ink Link, which is a fun game. But we met this racist there. He thought we were African-American because we kept saying "yo mama" because he was dogging us, so he drew this stupid, lewd picture and at the bottom it said "White Power." Gosh, that was really stupid.

Uninteresting. Story of my life.