Lets call you my dirty little secret....*wink*
I've quit christmas. presents are bought and wrapped. and i quit. my birthday is saturday and i am planning on going to dinner this friday to celebrate. that should be fun, i guess, my parents are going and they tend to makes things like that not fun for me. oh well. i have no idea where my life is going, my goal is to get 2 jobs when i get back to my apartment and start to pay off some of my mountain of debt. i'm not frantic only because i have that plan. it will suck to have to pay rent out of pocket tho. errr. when looking at my life i laugh at myself and say what the fuck are you doing? and i reply with a tear in my eye, i have no idea. i'm going to take things as they come and i'm not taking anymore shit from jason, love me or leave me, i don't care anymore. i hate the holidays and for more reasons than my birthday being vastly overshadowed by the birth of jesus, if only i had less competition...