I know it's selfish, really I do. I agreed that I wanted to go and my dad probably spent a lot on the tickets, but a really big part of me doesn't want to be here. The first show was funny, but I guess I didn't realize that there was gonna be 2 shows when I agreed to this. I also had no clue that I was seeing something that went until 11pm on the night before Yule. 😔 😕 (unfortunately there are no emoji's of face palming)
I'm PMSing, not feeling too good (I'm in the bathroom as I'm typing this), and I wanted to get some things ready for Yule (like clean and figure out little crafts and/or traditions to preform).
I'm behind on my writing and was gonna use today to catch up.
My dad totally forgot to remind me that this was happening and so I got a group text this morning about carpooling and I was just so confused.
On a positive note, I like how I look tonight (almost like a serial killer):
