don't look on the bright side
2001-01-01 @ 7:40 p.m.

Yee-haw. New Year's Day. It doesn't feel very special. Basically, I just wasted my day and ended up arguing with my dad at the end, ruining the chance of even making this a remotely good day. I woke up around eleven thirty, and didnn't have anything to eat. I took a shower, and started reading my chapter for history, which I still haven't finished. I helped out a bit around the house, making beds and putting away laundry and such. Then I went with my mom and my sister to the mall to return some other stuff from Christmas. It was really boring. When I came home, my dad took us all out to see some ice sculptures out in Boston, but it was really cold and I didn't enjoy it much. We drove through the city, and it looked really nice. The North End was all lit up and everything. Some of those streets seem so narrow that you almost hold your breath while driving down them. I wonder what they do when there's about two feet of snow to contend with. I want to go there someday to get some good pasta. When we were driving by a Chinese restauraunt down there, I saw this cute Italian boy in the window. He was the only cute boy that I saw all day. He's probably a jerk with a bad temper, though. Most of them are.

My dad got all mad at me because he wanted to take us out to eat, and most of the places weren't opened. When we came across this awful place in our city, he started to park the car and he wanted us to go into there. It's this really ugly bar/restauraunt, and I didn't feel like going in there. I told him I didn't want to eat in there, and he flipped out on me. The rest of the car ride home was spent in silence, and then he just stomed upstairs to watch television. That's fine by me, but I just hate putting up with his attitude when he's in a bad mood. I just went to my room and read more of my history assignment. My mom came in and asked me if I wanted something to eat a little while ago, and I just told her that I wasn't hungry. I don't want to sit at the table with them if he's going to be all silent and brooding. He'll probably demand that I sit at the table with them anyway, just so we can have our daily 'family' meal. He acts like such a child when something doesn't go his way. Seeing how he acts almost makes me want to stay single for the rest of my life. I don't want to deal with that stress and aggravation. I'm kind of hungry now, but I guess I'd better not eat anything.

I don't want to go back to school at all tomorrow. I would rather stay home and relax for a change, instead of always having to do something. This vacation really sucked. I didn't do anything fun, Christmas was a hellish torture, and to top it off, I had a load of homework to do. I found out my aunt has cancer, and now my new year has already started off shitty. To add to the fun, I got a present yesterday, a little bit before midnight. I think we can all guess what that was. Well, I guess the bright side of that is that it can only get better. But today, I'm not too interested in looking at the bright side of things. I'd rather be bitchy and gloomy.

Ciao.

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