HOLIDAY HOLLA

Every year on Christmas my mom says “I just want a picture of all of us together!” Whose mom doesn’t say that? Well this is it.  Ian, my oldest brother, 23. ME. Roxanne and my brother Austin, 20, and my mom. Don’t we all look so cute?!

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I haven’t been feeling very good…and far be it from me to spread my emotional ickiness and general lethargy to my readers. My days have been spent in pajamas, ignoring phone calls, eating candy canes and playing Tibia. Um, yeah, Tibia… about that… I’ve been addicted for a very long time. Like, 5 or 6 years now. Very fickle relationship, since I know it’s bad for me and my friends and family absolutely despise it. I just have relapses….

It just seems like things have gotten out of control lately–  my fault. The backseat of my car is piled with school books and half empty water bottles. I spilled a box of tacks on the floor of my room a couple weeks ago, and threw a pair of pants on them so they wouldn’t stab me quite so much. I should pick them up, but I haven’t. Lots of things I should do. Like buying Christmas presents and finishing my online math class. And WOW, tomorrow is the day before Christmas eve. Hmm. I hope I can perform a miracle, or several, in the next 24 hours.

Hmmm…

You know those people. Those people you think are really special, until you realize that’s exactly what they want you to think. Or you realize everyone else thinks they’re special too.

And what is it with being special? Do I have to be special? I mean, I’m not. I don’t care. I just want to be special to someone. Can everyone seriously see through me like I feeeeeel like they can? I don’t want that. Do you think this is valid?

P-land bound!

I’m going to visit Jenny in Portland for the next few days, until Wednesday. This will be my longest solo car trip to date, so I’m a bit nervous.

Don’t worry, I didn’t take that picture myself!! But I am an extremely poor driver. You knew that though. Everyone knows that. fuck.

Christmas music.

Me: Why are we playing Christmas music?

Dad: It’s the holiday season. And you’re supposed to.

I haven’t done this for a while.

For a good reason. It’s poor form.

But here’s a series of quick updates I couldn’t help but divulge…

Haircut!

I spent $40 on a haircut today– which was a pretty big blow in my attempt to save money. I don’t know how I feel about the outcome. It’s absolutely better than before, but not the before-before. I still don’t have long blonde hair anymore!… And that kind of sucks… Maybe you’ll like it.

I don’t like how my face looks in this picture… So I changed it to ridiculously soft focus.

Did this really just happen?

Anna got drunk and gave me a hella busted up haircut!

Frozen Fiesta!

I just got home from my weekly trip to Seatt. The kitchen was a huge mess… which is just… craziness. An empty bucket of frozen margarita, dirty dishes, empty bags of microwave popcorn and most stunning of all: a pizza box! Say what!?! My parents NEVER order pizza! It must have been an Amelia-free night of fun… Fine with me. They’ve been bickering for a few days, so I suppose that’s over.

Best of all? Victor should be on his plane right now, coming home for the entire month of December! To think me and Vict: REUNITED AT LAST!!!!! Holla!!!