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Dec 31, 2004 10:42

Reality Bites.
So this holiday season has been one of listening to bad Christmas music (how many bad versions of Deck the Halls do you have to hear before you kill yourself?) and getting wierd presents. Only from one person tho.
So i'll fill those of you who don't know about Stalker Drew. After only knowing me for 3 theater classes, he takes it upon himself to buy me a Christmas present. Ok. I can deal with that. But Japanese Love Rope? I certainly hope he didn't think that I was going to use it. At least on him. If you guys saw the look on my face when i opened it, y'all would have laughed ur asses off. So right now, this love rope is up for grabs in the back of my effin closet. i dont want my mom coming in my room and thinking her daughter is into to kinky S&M. At least with Drew. I also have a pleasant note to him along with it. So now i have the pleasure of running in the hallway whenever i see him, for fear he might do that freaky lick my ear thing again. It'd be a shame for him to lose his balls before graduation.
Day before Christmas! I got money from me papa. I use it to buy my mom a present ( 2 pairs of the most comfortable socks on the planet) and buy Wendy a CD (Gwen Stefani L.A.M.B) cuz she's been really good to me this year. Too bad she already had the CD, but she still had 15 bucks to spend on another CD she wanted. Like the Fabulous CD. That's my girl :wipes tear: I also got Kris a sunflower cellphone holder. I luv ya kris!
Christmas Day! No car from Santa. Stupid dyke. I got this hot skirt from me mama, this lovely scarf set from Wendy, a Louis Vuitton umbrella (which is REAL!!!) and a Louis Vuitton purse. I could die from happiness. I'm not carrying that sucker to school, believe me.
Now 'tis New Years Eve, and im excited cuz i lied to the 'rents, told'em my groundation was up the first of the year (suckers) and so i can go to kris's party. Definately not gonna kiss anybody @ the party at midnight. Too bad. I might have phone up alex to get that taken care of.
J/k y'all...
Come on, 2005. I'm ready to turn 18 and graduate all frickin' ready
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