my dA is one year old. heep-heep hooray, whatever.

I need that goddam holiday NOW.
I mean... there's too much arguing, too much stress, too much nonsense.
Everyone is so.. I don't know.. WEIRD.
I am also grounded. How can I be GROUNDED?! I'm gonna explode if I don't go out soon.
At least I have more time to read. I have only 250 more pages to read in this awesome 600 pages novel <3
Whatever. Bye -_-"

Happy birthday to meee!
It was yesterday but what the hell!
I'm 15 now.

Santa is just a fat old man. He works only one day a year and forces reindeers to pull his sledge (poor Rudolph). He reads only letters, eats only milk and cookies and wears only red. A good thing about him though: he gives away free stuff. Merry fuckin' Christmas. :/