I have arrived within the mock-city of St Andrews. Apparently folk in Standrews call it a town (and its not officially a city) but I still feel like its a spoilt rich child crying to be a city when it all grows up.
Therefore, it is a mock-city.
Friday I was in Edinburgh where we went to the zoo. All I could eat in the zoo was a packet of organic fancy crisps and an apple which is a treat to pandas. Dinner we went to pizza hut where the folk didn't have any chilli pasta but made me my own special pizza. It was great!!! Pizza, vegan pizza! And I drank wine.
Went home, my parents home, on Saturday, where I found my daddy had bought me a treat, or four: soya milk, soya cheese (which isn't great but good in sauce), soya butter and chocolate dessert thingys (which are AMESOME!!!) which are made from - guess - soya. Soya soya soya. I love soya.
We went to a meeting for a kids club (a week long morning-club thing which I am getting almost free reign on the drama for woo hoo) and the hostess was disappoineted that I had not told her of my veganism. I felt incredibly guilty after looking at the three types of lasange there (one meat, one without onions, one vegetarian) and all the work she had put in. I thought I should go home and mope in self-vegan-pity. But no, I was handed a very large bowl of salad. Yum. SO I ate salad for dinner with a scraping of the tomato bottom of the veggie lasange. Yum.
Then I got to St Andrews and had more wine last night, and this morning tried to eat the soya cheese melted on toast with jam... it was not great but at least it was edible. Dara (a friend whom I am staying with) asked if I was cheating, but don't worry it was soya cheese. As I said before. Yum. Cheese
The end. See you later
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