Wednesday, December 31
new year's eve.
Well look isn't it the last day of 2003. Like I give a fuck! I'm not allowed to go anywhere or do anything. I'm not even sure if I'm even allowed to stay up til midnight. WHAT BULLSHIT.
Thursday, December 25
fucking christmas day.
Hey kids did you miss me? Of course not. Yesterday we went to the same party as usual. I was stuck with 5 kids and a fag. I hate children though, I just want to kick them and watch them cry to their mommies and then I get in trouble. Two of the little girls were cute, but I hate when they keep wanting to play with you.
Every year I get less and less presents. I'm not surprised. I think I remember my mom saying I wouldn't get any cuz I did too much shit this year or something. Haha.