Oh that's right... we're poor.
Anyways...
Today was eventful. I awoke at 12:30 and made CDs. It was fun. I went to my Aunt Kris's for our annual Family Holiday Bash, (a.k.a. Good Riddance (Time of Your Life)). I got some cool purple pajamas that say "party gurl" on them. I like the bottoms and detest the top. Becky's ones say "rock star". Her's are cooler. It's sad that my grandmother does not know that I am a rock star, not Becky. Gosh, darn.
At least she got my cousin Britney's right... sex kitten.
...well almost right.
I got Jimmy Eat World's old album too. That was pretty cool. The rest was money from all the other thoughtless losers in my family who don't know that getting me a CD is what rocks my world.
Okay that was a bit harsh. I apologize.
Merry Christmas you pathetic excuses for living creatures.
I apologize once more. Good night.
Love,
Kayla
P.S. Holidays are for winners, and I'm a loser, baby. Why don't you kill me?