It occurs to me, as I sent an e-mail to my best friends...I should probably prepare for a fight. I hate fighting. I love arguments and discussions and discourse. Getting into a catfight over the interwebz? Not so much.
It's kind of stressing me out now. ; _ ;
Way to fail me.
Le sigh.
I got a sweater for Christmas, 50 dollars on a gift card for Borders...and something else that kind of annoyed me, but needed anyway, so I saved a few bucks. I've yet to try the sweater on since...I've yet to figure out if it was a nice gesture or a rather mean one.
It's just...I wanted a violin. And I actually worked for the money to pay for that particular present. For weeks. During my summer break. DOING CRAPPY THINGS THAT NO ONE ELSE WANTED TO. And I said it was all I wanted. Since June.
I think it's selfish to be upset over it.
But I am really, really upset over it.
I wanted a violin so freaking much, and even though my sister kept apologizing and asked me to look for it. since she just couldn't find one.. I couldn't now. It was something I wanted, but I wanted to pretend to be surprised.
I was really surprised after all.