I really don't know what's the deal with my cousin. It's like she makes it her obligation to think of more ways to piss me off. I'm sorry to say, it isn't working anymore. I used to get mad, or worse: cry, whenever she'd send me one of her hate messages. I didn't expect to get any from her since we saw each other a couple of days ago at my grandfather's wake and burial. I guess it didn't help that we didn't talk to each other, much less say hello. But anyway. So today, I got a message from a number that wasn't listed in my phonebook. The sender was asking what the article in PDI was about because a friend told him/her about it. I asked who the sender was first. And then, "she" said she was the girlfriend of my boyfriend and that they have gotten back together. She said that I should stop bothering him, or some other lame attempt at pissing me off. I deleted the message and couldn't help but laugh. COME ON. It amazes me how she thinks up all these stupid stories. She even invents names. It's a whole conspiracy. Haha. At least she gets to work up her imagination at my expense. All for the love of storytelling, why not.