I feel like Scrooge
My entire family is all messed up. Nothing is the same anymore. I'm tired of having the same parties every year. I'm tired of seeing my relatives and acting like they care when they really don't. I'm tired of always being the one handing out the gifts for the children. I'm tired of well, the whole damn tradition. How about starting something new? Because in all honesty, this whole thing we have is getting old.
Plus, my aunts care too much about things. One of my aunts criticized our Christmas tree and our tv. My mom told me this earlier and she felt bad. The problem with my mom is she takes things too hard and doesn't learn how to defend herself with her family. This sounds like me, doesn't it? I need to take my own advice. Anyway, one of my other aunts criticized my baby cousin's shoes. This is why I don't like my aunts sometimes. In fact, they get me so upset I feel like yelling at them and telling them to just fucking leave our house if you're not going to appreciate anything.
I'm secluded from everyone right now. Everybody is downstairs at the party and I'm upstairs with my brother. We both had enough of everything. My sister is playing poker with my uncles and my cousins, and I'm left out. I was stuck taking fucking pictures of every damn person in this house.
Oh, and to top off my joy Brian hasn't called. So, that means no Canada. My managers are upset at me, they laugh at me, they talk behind my back, and now they just think I'm a waste of space. I know this, and I'll explain later.
Bah humbug!
p.s. Somebody tell me this will get better. Please.
Plus, my aunts care too much about things. One of my aunts criticized our Christmas tree and our tv. My mom told me this earlier and she felt bad. The problem with my mom is she takes things too hard and doesn't learn how to defend herself with her family. This sounds like me, doesn't it? I need to take my own advice. Anyway, one of my other aunts criticized my baby cousin's shoes. This is why I don't like my aunts sometimes. In fact, they get me so upset I feel like yelling at them and telling them to just fucking leave our house if you're not going to appreciate anything.
I'm secluded from everyone right now. Everybody is downstairs at the party and I'm upstairs with my brother. We both had enough of everything. My sister is playing poker with my uncles and my cousins, and I'm left out. I was stuck taking fucking pictures of every damn person in this house.
Oh, and to top off my joy Brian hasn't called. So, that means no Canada. My managers are upset at me, they laugh at me, they talk behind my back, and now they just think I'm a waste of space. I know this, and I'll explain later.
Bah humbug!
p.s. Somebody tell me this will get better. Please.