Bipolar Christmas

here's how my Christmas Eve/Christmas went:

-yay! dad's home for Christmas which is a rarity because he's a truck driver!
yipee!
-is that dad pulling out of the drive way at 8:15 on Christmas morning? i do believe it is! where's he gone? there's no note, he told no one where he was going, he's not answering calls...
-dad's back! he just took a FORTY MINUTE DRIVE to his truck in FLIPPIN' SACRAMENTO AND TOLD NO ONE.
-yay! i got a classic iPod (soooo much space. oh. my. gosh.) and the Alice Cullen choker necklace (oh. my. gosh. yessss!) for Christmas! yipee!
-oh, mom and dad are bickering.
-oh, mom and dad are bickering.
-oh, mom and dad are bickering.
-yay Christmas dinner! family bonding time!
-oh, mom and dad are bickering.
-yay! i get to go load over 1,000 songs and TAI TV podcasts onto my new iPod!
-the plumbing below the kitchen sink is broken and no one knows how that happened.
-oh, mom and dad are bickering.
-write a blog and vent to the masses of people (did you know that Christmas is also opposite day?) that read this.

this is how i feel: alkfnanaklnfknakjfnkafnkajnfjkafn! >:[ / : / :[
xo

music suggestion of the day: School of Seven Bells
http://www.myspace.com/schoolofsevenbells
(price of peace is my favorite)

book suggestion of the day: the Book Theif by Markus Zusak
http://www.randomhouse.com/features/markuszusak/