Christmas this year doesn't seem as exciting as all the other ones. I realized its just the same as every other, and I really didn't like every other. I don't want to go up to the Dells. I hate trying to pretend I can have fun with no friends around me. -points to the title- and so, all of this has told me that my life is perfectly fine, I just try to make it seem like it's bad- when it's myself that has the problems. that sounded stupid.. it' just to hard to write down the exact way that I feel.
My god... why do I even write in this damn thing. it's pathetic.