merry xmas.

All I got for Christmas (:
Vizio 22'' flat screen tv.
DVD player.
Twilight bored game.
Twilight "Scene It" game.
Green, 16GB, Ipod Nano.
Lil Wayne shirt.
2 Converse shirts.
Slippers.
Supper soft red, short, robe.
Fedora.
Random jewelery.
4 pack of Starbucks Frapps.
Lots of underwear (Santa never seems to forget).
Nail polish.
Lotion.

Gift Cards:
7 Eleven.
2 Starbucks.
Itunes.

Total Cash:
About $190, not including the $100 from my grandparents, that I already spent.


I must say I made out.
Now, I must save at least $50, and spend like $40 online.

My tree is bigger than yours (:

So, it is almost Christmas eve, and all is still.
Except, my mouse is stirring, actually for the past few weeks, it's been scaling the walls of it's cage trying to escape. I don't understand why.
Perhaps it's because my room scares it.
I haven't done laundry in two weeks, and I have officially ran out of clothes today.
If you happened to run into me, I was wearing a flannel top, white tank, and black leggings. I dressed it up with a high waisted belt, and my favorite boots! So it does prove one thing, I am very resourceful.
I still need to wrap presents, and make some others.
I am starting to hate Christmas.
But I will enjoy it the day after.

week 5.

I notice very little difference, and I am about to give up.

Community Bonding

I have never been a huge fan of the community bonding activities that happen inside the square that Plymouth, Inkster, Joy, and Middle Belt road make.
The picnics, I laugh at their failure. The garage sales, I don't bother even browsing. And the egg hunt, I secretly wish for rain. But tonight was different.
My mother, knowing I was dying while being stuck in the house, invited me to a neighborhood function at Wilson Barn. Caroling, hot chocolate, cookies, and fun. I didn't expect it to be, so I invited Shannon along to suffer with me.
We arrived to a packed barn, a small section of the Franklin choir, and Santa, who after a few failed attempts, finally came to town. And although I did not make my way to the long line for hot coco, I did find a good spot on the wall and chilled out with Shannon.
Twenty minutes later, Santa came to town, and the small children lined up to sit on his lap. And although I really wanted to get in line also, I decided to do Shannon a favor, and leave.
The event was more fun then I thought it would be. Maybe it was because watching people sing Frosty the Snowman warmed my soul, or maybe it was the creepy old guy that walked past us and said "Nice hickey." to Shannon. But it was probably the fact that for those twenty minutes, I was genuinely happy, and I blame all the people I was with for that.
Damn you community, I was normal and depressed living here, and you made me forget for almost half an hour! Oh well, I have returned to normal.
Can't wait to get out of here!