Christmas Blues...

I don’t know why I get my hopes up for Christmas. Very few people get me. Soooooooooo again I was disappointed with the gifts I got from my family. I’m glad that my family remembered me and I am grateful to even have a family and gifts and all that jazz. But am that difficult to figure out? Okay so my Daddy tried. He tried really hard, but he was shopping in the wrong department… He bought me kids clothes… um like size 14/16 large child… kids clothes. I did get two Bob Mackie Barbie dolls. And my mother is turning into Joe Simpson… she bought me a bunch of clothes that barley cover my chest. Oh and the big kicker is that My parents bought my Grandmother a diamond pendent necklace, and a DVD recorder. And I got a survival crank radio/ cell phone charger, and hooker gear. I am led to believe that my mother wants me married off so badly that she is advertising all my assets to every man, while my dad is desperate to keep me as his baby. My sister I love her… I liked the gift she got me, but I am just not that supplicated yet. I am a mess. I’m trying to be a grown-up, but it is a very slow process for me. I still have five (5) gifts that I need to give out to people… hint, hint Toshia & Gavin, Sarah & Damon, oh and I got a little something for Scott… I don’t know why, but I was at the mall and I saw it and thought of him (that’s how most people get on my shopping list). I have the BESTEST friends… thank you Katie for my Play Boy Bunny earrings… I’d also like to thank everyone for saying that they liked the gifts I got them (even if it’s a huge lie). I know that gift cards are sometimes seen as a copout, but I put a lot of time and thought into picking out the right stores. It wasn’t easy when no one sent me a wish list as to what it was they really wanted. Well my sister did and I only got stuff that was on it. So as far as this Christmas… I spent a total of a little over a G in gifts in all. I had a Merry Christmas, even though I feel like something is missing.