Hormones are evil.
I'm feeling a little teary right now.
I've always been the kid in my family who enjoyed Christmas the most. I didn't stop believing in Santa Claus until I was 12 or 13 even though Shea always told me that Santa didn't exist. Even after that I loved Christmas. I always wanted to get up as early as possible to see what Santa brought or after I was 12 what cool things Dad put in the stockings. As I got older I still wanted to get up early and open presents. My brothers hated that and we always fought over the time they had to be here by. And then they were always late getting here anyway.
This year we're going to be doing presents at Chris' and we don't have Christmas stockings and there's no tree in the living room 'cause of the redecorating and it's just not fun for me. So I decided not to fight about the time knowing that I'll have trouble getting up really early anyway. At dinner tonight the fam was talking about times. I said 11 am was fine with me and Jeremy started gloating. GLOATING. The shithead. And he didn't stop until Shea told him to shut it.
I've always been the kid in my family who enjoyed Christmas the most. I didn't stop believing in Santa Claus until I was 12 or 13 even though Shea always told me that Santa didn't exist. Even after that I loved Christmas. I always wanted to get up as early as possible to see what Santa brought or after I was 12 what cool things Dad put in the stockings. As I got older I still wanted to get up early and open presents. My brothers hated that and we always fought over the time they had to be here by. And then they were always late getting here anyway.
This year we're going to be doing presents at Chris' and we don't have Christmas stockings and there's no tree in the living room 'cause of the redecorating and it's just not fun for me. So I decided not to fight about the time knowing that I'll have trouble getting up really early anyway. At dinner tonight the fam was talking about times. I said 11 am was fine with me and Jeremy started gloating. GLOATING. The shithead. And he didn't stop until Shea told him to shut it.