Everytime when my mother is with her family (For eg. her mother), she would not care so much about my brother, sister, and I. And thats what I hate. Yesterday, we went to my uncle's condo to celebrate whatever. She keep on talking to them and like don't care about us...I don't get it! But anyway, lets get to the real "thing". She pushed me down the block! *like real...if not I won't be typing this..* Lol...just jk...Anyway...I don't feel like talking about the real "thing". I am just gonna tell you, my aunt's cooking was fabulous! We even ordered pizza with peperoni and 9 mili metres bullets from Arnold's store and you know what?...T_T... HE BROKE MY ARM!!!!!!! I'll kill him the next time I see him! Alright...back to the pizza....instead of bullets...Why not have a 9 mili metre buffet?...Don't you think so?