Spoiled

Christmas and New Year's has existed and shall exist again in a reborn form. This one seem to be dreaded (like my hair. yes, i get it). Well, I was poor, and as much as it's not supposed to be about the presents, I didn't want to receive and not give. That made me depressed. I did what I could. Gave things I already owned to those that I thought would appreciate it. I received some presents, which I loved. A hand-made scarf, In Our Nature by Jose Gonzalez, Two books(Dune and Attention Deficit Disorder), a pair of shoes, some cold-hard-cash, and some awesome art supplies-- charcoal, a drawing board, and paper.

I am spoiled. I know that very well.

You should count how many presents you got for Christmas. If you got more than me, you're a spoiled brat.

That's a joke. Lighten up.

By the way, I got stuck in Pittsburgh because my alternator in my Tracker died. A lot of bad things have happened in my life. Probably just like everyone else. But, recently, the New Year has surprised me pleasantly.

I am spoiled. I know that very well.


shalom.


p.s. I found out that, apparently, Winnie the Pooh is a Taoist.
So, Parents, make sure you burn all of your Pooh books, for the devil is after your children!!!
Bwaaaahh!

p.p.s. That was a joke. Lighten up.