supergoddess

This diary is my kief,hashish,&opium pip
2005-12-26 19:32:12 (UTC)

Shittiest Christmas Ever.

Yeah.

This is just my month, isn't it?

I'm supposed to be happy.

I'm supposed to be bouncing off the walls because I just
had my birthday, and Christmas was yesterday.


But that isn't the case.

Just after the suckiest birthday I have ever had in my
life, comes the suckiest Christmas I have ever had in my
life.

I cannot explain to you the immense suckitude jampacked
into my entire holiday season.

I guess I liked my presents, partially because I picked
all of them out myself.

Everything was going okay, I guess. I miss my fucking
friends and family. My grandparents came, but there's so
many other people I want to see. I should be thankful, but
I feel like hell.

The thing is, my mom really hates Aimee. Because my mom is
a snobby bitch and calls Aimee white trash. So I have to
put up with my mom criticizing my BEST FRIEND every
fucking day. Also, my mom is just a bitch so every single
little thing has to turn into an arguement.

I swear to god. She just stands there and tries to make me
cry. Practically nothing can make me cry besides my mom.

If she's not trying to make me feel like shit, she's sure
as hell doing a good job.

I went upstairs and cried my eyes out. On Christmas. I
fucking hate my life. My grandma helped me a lot, she's
really smart, and she made me feel better.


I want to fucking go home. Or die.


I may be acting over-dramatic. But I don't care. That's
two fucking holidays in a row where all I wanted to do is
drop dead.


Also, I'm a total fucking fatass. I am officially 100 lbs.
I'm never fucking eating again until I go back down to 83,
and I don't care what it takes.

I am going to be 83 fucking pounds.

I'm getting on that damn tredmill and working my ass off
until I can't feel my legs or faint or something.




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