sigh.

[how_avant_garde]

im on my third hot pocket and second coke of the day, and ive just hand made 50 christmas cards. and got the van in for an appointment with ethan because its dying. and cleaned the kitchen from my sister and her friend. and picked up the mess my mother made earlier when she threw things and slammed the door 4 times. i couldnt fix the window she broke, but its taped back in place. my cousins are coming in tomorrow night instead of christmas day...oh yeah, and theyre staying here, too. all of them. my crazy gay uncle who lives in cambodia is, apparantly, dying of we-dont-know-what, and since julie is in london, my great-uncle is coming up, too, and staying with my grandparents. my sister is yelling at everyone and being one of the single most conceited bitches ive seen. because how dare anyone ask her to take time away from what SHE wants to do and to help her family who drives her everywhere and feeds her and buys her things and shelters her and takes care of her get ready for christmas and clean the house so we can fit 4 more people in it for the weekend. preposterous! the asshole.

christmas sucks. i wish i were, like, 5 again.

i still havent finished cleaning my room.