New journal
Well, I finally made an account for one of these LiveJournal things. It's 100 times better than Diaryland, which I used to use. I decided that Diaryland sort of sucks.
So tomorrow's Christmas Eve. Usually we go to my grandma's house and open gifts and have dinner. Then we go home and go to bed. I can't wait for Christmas. I already know what I'm getting. What happened was when my parents were both at work, my brother and I searched the house for the presents. It only took a minute because my parents hid them in the most obvious of places-the hope chest in front of Mom's bed. You would think they would've thought of a better place to hide them. So we really carefully opened a few. It's not like we just ripped the wrapping paper right off, we were careful not to rip anything. What I really wanted was the Billy Talent cd, but instead I got The Best of Mandy Moore. Oh, well. I'll just go to the mall on Boxing Day and buy it then. My parents wasted their money on an Xbox for my brother. I gave them a list of what I wanted, then they went out to go shopping and when they came back my said that she couldn't get much off of my list. Bullshit. I bet I got hardly anything I asked for this year. What I really, really want is a digital camera. If I do get one, which I highly doubt, I'll go insane and freak out for three hours. I think my grandparents bought me one.
Actually, I take that back. Whenever I think that something is going to absolutely happen, something totally opposite happens. So I just won't say anything at all.
Oh, O.C. night! I'm going to go watch it. More later.
So tomorrow's Christmas Eve. Usually we go to my grandma's house and open gifts and have dinner. Then we go home and go to bed. I can't wait for Christmas. I already know what I'm getting. What happened was when my parents were both at work, my brother and I searched the house for the presents. It only took a minute because my parents hid them in the most obvious of places-the hope chest in front of Mom's bed. You would think they would've thought of a better place to hide them. So we really carefully opened a few. It's not like we just ripped the wrapping paper right off, we were careful not to rip anything. What I really wanted was the Billy Talent cd, but instead I got The Best of Mandy Moore. Oh, well. I'll just go to the mall on Boxing Day and buy it then. My parents wasted their money on an Xbox for my brother. I gave them a list of what I wanted, then they went out to go shopping and when they came back my said that she couldn't get much off of my list. Bullshit. I bet I got hardly anything I asked for this year. What I really, really want is a digital camera. If I do get one, which I highly doubt, I'll go insane and freak out for three hours. I think my grandparents bought me one.
Actually, I take that back. Whenever I think that something is going to absolutely happen, something totally opposite happens. So I just won't say anything at all.
Oh, O.C. night! I'm going to go watch it. More later.