Forget About It

It's nice that someone would invite me to there house for a holiday dinner but if I saw a dead cockroach that's it I'm not eating anymore. I would pretend to get sick and excuse myself to the bathroom and pretend to throw up and say when I get back, "I'm not feeling so good I think something is upseting me. I think I'm getting some type of stomach flu. I shouldn't eat anymore, I should just let my belly rest," however I would still behave appropriate and have manners. But for real that's gross. Although I would be straving for food, I wouldn't eat anymore, becausd that would turn me off big time. I''m kind of obsessvie compulsive when it comes to my food and being clean. Now I'm not saying there not clean or anything, but I'm not eating! Sorry that's just me!