Ok, there are going to be three parts to this entry. They will all be in order of what happened.
Alright. So Greg and I went Christmas shopping this afternoon, right. Well, all was good and dandy. So I got something for Sarah and my parents, but I still need to get something for Greg. I'm going to try to sneak out tomorrow or something. Oh, and this morning I woke and looked at what day it was and was like "omg! It's 6 months to my birthday! surprised " Yeah. I'm just weird like that. But, yeah. So I reminded myself that I had to call dad and bug him about it like I always did. It's a tradition for me now.
Well, I got back home and everything was still fine. Greg and I were laughing and having a good day. And then I went out to mail Daniel's letter and gift. Well, i found out to get it there before Christmas it would cost around $80. I really can't afford that right now. So I had to go with the $8 option, but it now means that it won't get there before Christmas, and I'm not even sure if it'll get there before New Years either. *sighs and bangs head against a wall* Baka baka baka. I should not have left it this long. So I was feeling miserable, filling in the addresses, and this little old woman comes in and asks to pick up a package. The guy at the counter gives her a pen for one of those tough-pad signature things, and she doesn't know how to use it. He was away helping someone else, so I explained to her that you sign on the screen and how they use that for licenses nowadays. She smiled and thanked me, walking to the front of the store. So, when I sent my letter, my stomach feeling like I'm going to throw up because I was feeling so bad, I walked to the front doors. She was standing in one of the aisles and called me over. She handed me a $20 and smiled at me sweetly. I told her that I couldn't accept that and she said "Every year I find one stranger to give $20 to. This year you are the chosen one." I gave her a big hug and thanked her and she said "Merry Christmas. God loves you." She had to be one of the sweetest people I had ever met.
So I was bright and cheery, feeling that my day was getting better. Then I remembered to call home. So I called and my mom answered. She asked how I was and I said great. The response I got was "Well send some of that over here then." I asked her what was wrong many times, but she wouldn't answer me. She kept saying things like "You should know," "You were suppose to keep in touch about when you're coming for the holidays," or "You should have been cleaned up and ready when we got there instead of stuffing things away, just like you did when you left here." I wouldn't doubt it if I'm going be forced to clean again over the holidays. I should just dump all of my stuff into a big box and bring it over here, just to get her off my case. But that probably wouldn't even work. -_- She sounded like she was bawling her eyes out and wouldn't tell me a goddamn thing!
So my day went from good to bad to great and down to horrible, all in less than 5 hours. I wonder what's going to happen when I go to the mall later on. We forgot to get milk and wrapping paper. We'll see I guess. From how this day's going, my purse will get swiped or I'll get knocked onto the floor and trampled on...
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