Merry Fucking Christmas
So for Christmas I received the following items:
The Beatles Anthology (A cd set), A Beatles T-shirt, The Second Volume of The Beatles Digest, A Green Corduroy Jacket, A small Pink shirt with holes in it that show my titties (thanks Aunt Tracy), Velvet leopard pajamas that are too big and a bit tacky, hawaiian boxers, a green tank top, a black tank top, a black push up bra from Victoria Secret (thanks Ma!), and a bunch of VS boy cut underwear, two different pairs of dangly silver earrings, a celtic cross necklace with amber stones in it (supposedly to remind me of my Irish heritage, as if I don't remind everyone else all the time), a tennis bracelet with my birth stones in it, A FUCKING 24 KARAT GOLD TENNIS BRACELET WITH DIAMONDS AND FUCKING SAPPHIRES ALL OVER IT, one of those Zen drawing boards, cannabis incense, a Shakespeare library in ten volumes, a leather computer chair, make up, $215.00 worth of gift certificates to anywhere in the mall, $20.00 to Sam Goody, $20.00 to Barnes & Noble, an instruction book on Origami making, a fuck load of chocolate, four private guitar lessons to a place off 7th street, and a gift certificate to get my hair done for prom or an other dance I want to attend.
I really don't deserve any of this shit, but I am going to fucking roll in it like the spoiled little shit I am.