yeah I'm that spoiled
Ahhh Christmas. So much excitement and anticipation that almost always ends up in disappointment.
I got a cool trench coat, really rad rock & roll purse, a cool perfume but the rubber boots were the wrong color, the belt was the wrong color, the shirts were the wrong size, the brown pumps were too big, and the pajamas were lame. It's not really my moms fault, most of the apparel was ordered online but then she substituted dumb shit for stuff that should not have been substituted. "Well you wanted that shirt but I got this one instead." Dude, they have nothing in common except theyre both long sleeved. & the pajamas? Dude she bought me non-matching pants and hoodie that are so thick you could only wear them a couple nights a year. And hello, I'm moving to Arizona. However, she bought herself cute, matching, not-too-warm, just right pajamas. WTF man
& my dad didn't even bother. He gave me (another) fleece jacket and 100$ hidden in a CD case. Totally half-assed but whatever atleast I don't have to worry about hurting feelings by returning things. Plus I already spent half of it an hour ago on tennis shoes I pleaded for but didn't get.
Whatev. I'm ready to go to Texas and see my baby. It's been 5 whole daaaaays.... I can hardly stand the separation.