I cry through my skin.

Mood: Piffed off
Listening to: King of the Hill

 Today has been one of those days...The type where you want to destroy the world and scream at everyone to leave you alone. Of course, it was a family fun day...My mother decided it was time to go Xmas shopping. I HATE Xmas.I hate to sound Scroogeish, but the holidays bring forth the absolute worst in people. Kids say gimmeh gimmeh gimmeh...Adults give give give...Everyone gets cranky because they don't get what they want and they don't even have money to go out and buy what they really want because they spent it all on gifts that nobody really likes. Nobody cherishes the together time...Mostly because it's forced to spend with your family and everybody would rather be with their friends. Now, even though Xmas is 41 days away...I'm in a bad mood and dreading the holidays. It's not  that I hate getting things for people...But I positivly loathe getting things. I don't know...It makes me feel like I owe people something...I hate feeling like I owe people something. That's why I never borrow anything. Seriously...I don't borrow pens or pencils for school even. On the bright side, it only comes once a year...After this...I'll probably see my Dad twice...Then I won't have to see him for the rest of the year...And he can ignore me and pretends he cares me. None of this matters anyways. Once a year...Then it's done. I'm just focusing on getting through it alive. And not socking my sister....That's a very important thing too.