Ah, Christmas is approaching rapidly and I am no where near ready for it to be here. Tomorrow I'm going Christmas shopping plus some. In the past two days, I've been stood up and blown off twice. By the same person, I might add. Ah, thank you C, for never failing to keep my life far from mundane. Thanks for that. I also hate Christmas music. So clearly, I'm just peachy.
No, really, things are fine, I'm just grumpy about being stood up and looking like an idiot when I show up alone when my family is expecting to see me with a date. But because I'm ever so forgiving, one last chance is in order. I'm full of last chances. Hence the fact that I respond to A's texts even though I tell myself its not worth it because he sucks at texting and taking hints. Oh well. I'm really not whining, I'm quite happy with my life at the moment. All the credit goes to my friends that are amazing and my mom. That sounds soooo silly, but tonight my mom put up with me following her around Walmart beating her with a roll of wrapping paper. So that made my night. And the fact that when I got out to my car, I was greeted by a midly attractive guy (and his not so attractive friend) literally walking around my car and looking inside of it. I liked it, not going to lie. I would have let one on them test drive it, because that's how my life is going lately. But alas, here I am, writing instead. Which is good though, because I'm in a thirty times better of a mood.
I'm going to go out of my way every day to find something to post here. That's my new years resolution. Or one of them. I think I'll have a lot. Since my three hour long life talk with Cass, I've actually kept up with a few things I told her about. Kudos, that's right.
Love Always.
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