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All joking about Daniella aside, if I were to donate a dictionary to a worthy cause, you would be the recipient I would choose. In the span of five short weeks (or perhaps I mean very, very long - maybe I shouldn't be so hasty to give this dictionary away), I have heard you call yourself awesome and fun. You've said that you "just don't think like other people," and have expressed reverence at your own deep-degree of spirituality. You've touted your strength, your positive outlook, and for reasons that are beyond me, snuck in the fact that you went to a very good school.
And Desiree, you may be all of those things. You may have leveraged your impoverished childhood into a unique adult perspective and being a great hang. But this week, you called yourself humble. And lady, humble you are not.
Best wishes,
Megan
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