The results are in, and I didn’t make the cut again this year. It’s ok, though, surprisingly. I don’t feel my cheeks burning with shame; that subsided a few minutes ago… Last year I really took it hard, and hid under the covers for a day, feeling utterly cast aside and trampled on. Today my chin didn’t even quiver!

I suddenly have an overwhelming urge to consume a large quantity of chocolate. Or ice cream… Or CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM!!!

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