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30 December 2011


         
  YOU ONLY WAIT SO LONG...
     
       It literally smells like period in my room, plus I have a headache in my frontal lobe. Tonight couldn’t end off any smoother. Not that I would expect it to. That’s the bother about great expectations and expectations in general... am I aloud to have them? And what if I don’t have any expectations? Where does that lead me, but a road to failure? Like the anticipation of the holidays, especially christmas, can be pressuring on every single family member. Though to be honest, I am the best gift giver and wrapper in my family, not that presents are the meaning of christmas(but they certainly were apart of baby Jesus’ birthday- God bless you, three wise men! Ha!). Nevertheless, when it came to my unwrapping of gifts this year, it ended with the usual blow(I literally didn’t even ask for anything and wasn’t even thinking about x-mas presents this year) yet still received gifts that aren’t even considered legal- that was a joke... just hear me out. I honestly just believe I should stop trusting in karma all together. 
So, it all started out with the four x-mas cards from my grandmother&father (we used to be sent $100 each, each year, but it has died down to twenty) that the three of my family members and I received a week before christmas. Everyone received $20.00 except for me, and the saddest part of it is that i watched over them this previous summer across the country, literally. No joke. I had to pick feces off the carpet floor. I had to smell old asshole... and I still didn’t get my fucking twenty bucks! Ouch! My card was even ripped down the middle when I opened the envelope, (which actually ended up ripping my heart more so. Okay! I know! I’m being dramatic... but, ugh.) and read as follows: “Because you are loved so much and too nice to be missed(That's not even a grammatically correct sentence)!” And I did not just add that exclamation mark for shits and gigs. Then, of course, I took notice that my siblings card shined, “Loving Grandson” in twinkling hues of blue on the front. Maybe I just pay too much attention to detail, but so what! I’m aware of my surroundings... Or maybe I'm just in a real awful, bad mood and am fed up with everyone.
... I’ll add more later.

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