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Merry Christmas. I'm at my cousins house in Kensington and I'm so bored. My Dad and his girlfriend and all the adults are upstairs getting drunk and being loud. My sister and Kevin and Mary (my cousins who are 13 and 14) are upstairs watching a movie, and PJ and David (my 23 year old and 17 year old cousins) are playing video games. I'm alone in the basement, really bored. I hate my parents, they're so fucking retarded about everything. I wish my parents just left me alone. Seriously, man. That's all I want. I mean, I know they care and shit but its just annoying. Christmas has kinda sucked so far. I'm not trying to complain, but seriously, I've had better. I woke up and opened my presents and I got ok stuff, mostly clothes, but for some reason, I just was like...blah. Then when I went to my Dad's house I got so pissed. He got me fucking JUICY COURTURE shit for christmas. My little sister got fucking birkenstocks. I'm so pissed. Why the fuck would he blow $300 on a bunch of shitty clothes that look like anything else? Plus I'm not a fucking prep, he knows that, or I thought he did. I mean, I'm not all labeling myself, but he knows I definitly don't wear that shit. I miss Lee. I better be able to chill with him, Tali, Dan, and David tomorrow, or I'll be so pissed. Fucking parents. My moms all like "Well, I know Lee's a senior and everything, but we have to discuss whether its ok for him to drive you places now since hes your boyfriend." WHAT THE FUCK DOES HE BEING MY BOYFRIEND HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING!? Does that make him a worse driver or something??? Jesus, my parents are fucking retarded. I miss Tali. Shes' still in Ocean City, but she'll be back tomorrow. Whatever, man, I don't wanna think about this shit anymore, its pissing me off. All I know is that if my parents give me enough shit, I'm gonna go insane.
Peace.
Peace.