I'll be eighteen in less than three hours. For some reason I'm not really excited for my birthday/CChristmas this year. What is there to be excited about anyway? At eighteen I can legally get into certain clubs, the wack ones to be exact. I can buy lottery tickets but I can't gamble in the casino. Hmm? I don't get why people keep telling me I should be ecstatic. The only thing I'm excited about is celebrating next week. I need some party therapy. I haven't shaken this booty in such a long time! Unfortunately I still have nothing to wear! Grrr
The other day my father asked me what I wanted for Christmas and I told him nothing. The holiday cheer has vanished without a trace for me. I wish I was a little girl again when all I cared about getting was dolls. My grandparents used to make sure I got all the latest dolls that I saw commercials for. I miss playing family with my sister and our many dolls. I wish I was still getting in trouble for blow drying my doll's hair. UGH where has the time gone?
The other day my father asked me what I wanted for Christmas and I told him nothing. The holiday cheer has vanished without a trace for me. I wish I was a little girl again when all I cared about getting was dolls. My grandparents used to make sure I got all the latest dolls that I saw commercials for. I miss playing family with my sister and our many dolls. I wish I was still getting in trouble for blow drying my doll's hair. UGH where has the time gone?
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