Hapy miserable mess, who can't stop staring at the mirror.

- Pavlove -- Fall Out Boy.

Bored, bored, bored.
I wish I had gotten
a camera for christmas.
Then I'd just be taking pictures right now.
I'd be outside, in the snow.
Happy as a clam,
taking shots of anything and everything.

But I didn't get one.
So, I'm just kind of
sitting around being miserable.
And bored.
I'm sick of this holiday.
I'm sad that amy has to be grounded.
I won't get to talk to either of my best friends.
And I'm stuck inside because I don't feel like
getting cold for nothing.
I don't have anything to read.
I don't have anything to do.
There's just this vast space of time to fill.
Lots of time.
So much time.

I have to visit my grandpa today.
I don't really want to.
I don't really want to do anything,
honestly.
I'm just disgruntled by
how this month has turned out.
I can really say without exaggerating that this has been
the worst christmas.
It makes me so tired to think of how crappy it has been.
And it makes me so tired to think about all the work I have to do.
In january, that's all I'm going to do.
I'll just stay home. By myself.
And put this energy to good use.
Finish my courses, get it over with.
I don't know what I want to do with my life anymore.
I don't know where I fit,
but I guess there is somewhere.
And the only way to get there is to just keep...going.