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My fourth of July's always seem to suck.
Everyone's too busy with barbques and family and being out of the house to save me from relatives who do nothing but drive me crazy. And now the only person I had to share my disliking for this holiday with has a boyfriend! Bah.
I think the worst part is that all I hear about for the next few days is how much fun people have on the fourth.
"I spent the time with my boyfriend/girlfriend and his/her family and it was sooo much funn!!"
"I went to this huge fireworks show and saw all my friends."
"We had a barbeque at the house, everyone came over, and it was faaaabulousssssss!"
"I got drunk and I'm pretty sure I made out with this guy from Canada."
Well.
My fourth was filled with an aunt who makes me want to stuff my ears full of whatever I can find so I don't have to hear her voice.
Woo.
Everyone's too busy with barbques and family and being out of the house to save me from relatives who do nothing but drive me crazy. And now the only person I had to share my disliking for this holiday with has a boyfriend! Bah.
I think the worst part is that all I hear about for the next few days is how much fun people have on the fourth.
"I spent the time with my boyfriend/girlfriend and his/her family and it was sooo much funn!!"
"I went to this huge fireworks show and saw all my friends."
"We had a barbeque at the house, everyone came over, and it was faaaabulousssssss!"
"I got drunk and I'm pretty sure I made out with this guy from Canada."
Well.
My fourth was filled with an aunt who makes me want to stuff my ears full of whatever I can find so I don't have to hear her voice.
Woo.