I'm watching True Life and this guy is crying like a douche about his girlfriend and it's fucken annoying. I really hope that's not what I sound like when I cry...but I have a feeling it is. I've been up since like the asscrack of dawn without a damn thing to do. I'm waiting for Ma and Pa to get done with work so I can go Christmas shopping with Ma. I hope we go to like Eastridge or Valley Fair because I need to get more concealer cos these eyebags are nooo bueno. My package is gonna be here on Christmas Eve, yippie! K, I'm done now cos I'm bored.