I think the vegetable egg tart thingy had meat in it, what else could explain those smoky-tasting gray cubes? Gotta be ham of some kind, or maybe faux-ham. I was underdressed as usual, I don’t really own anything other than these jeans and this shirt, I was seated at the back with one of the honorees who plays basketball, O. calls her Robinhood, her last name is Robinson. Her mom and dad were so proud. I cried a little and wished I’d taken more than one waffle.