Last night our weird family friend came over. I love my dad's intelligent friends because they all think I'm wonderful and they tell me that and I'm not offended when they do. "inclusive intellect" sounded best but what pleased me the most was people liking the fact that I show no mercy and I tear up boys. Or in Calum's words "you're going to cause a lot of suicide attempts". And I smile at all of it because I really do like all my flaws so very much. I like my hatred/fear of people, my depression, my insensitivity to boys, my politically incorrect terminology. All of it. Except the anxiety, but hey, that's being worked on. Yesterday I cried because my dentist scared me and told me I might have to get surgery for my stupid jaw. I was frightened to first of all go into surgery but second of all to have my looks altered. I might turn out ugly. Third of all if I don't do anything I'll need an extreme makeover by the time I'm in my twenties. Thanks stupid new Indian dentist. Speaking of crying, my sister just walked inside after sitting outside in the freezing weather talking on the phone. Her face was red and wet. My poor sista. And speaking of sistas, I stayed at Brittany's the other night with Vanessa and Brooke. And I looove Brooke. Probably because we have the younger sister syndrome. I said lots of half-hearted mean things to her out of affection. And Brittany was being weird. Weird because her weirdness only occured twice and it was scary. Bleg I have more Xmas shopping. And Ellison turned 18 today. I was totally looking forward to today when we were going out. Oh well.