Having a blue Christmas...

24 December, 2002 || 9:50 pm

Well, here we are, the end of Christmas Eve. My grandparents are just depressing, talking about health problems and my mother. dammit, don't pass judgement on my mum unless you realize just how frickin' annoying you are. People are online, now, but no one I care to talk to.

Why is Christmas Eve so depressing? I feel like bad habits are going to return, but that I can't complain at all, because my life really isn't that bad. I just feel like even though I might feel like complete shit, no one cares or even believes me, because their own lives are so much worse.

My grandmother is talking and talking and talking in the other room, and I just want to cry.

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