Christmas ❅

So today, my mom woke me up around 9 and encouraged me to go and check my Christmas "stocking", which is just a shopping bag filled with candy in all honesty. But when I opened its contents, not only were there loads of my favorite sweet treats, there was a copy of The Sky is Everywhere by Jandy Nelson inside!!! I've been looking for the book since this summer and she just told me 3 days prior that the bookstore was out of stock. She's a sneaky one.


After opening our presents, we headed over to our Lolo's house and had brunch. Stayed there until 3 pm and then went home. Then I had to prepare because I had to go to my dad. Don't want to talk about it. He was happy with my gift though. He gave me cash because that's what I wanted, something insignificant and meaningless. He made me deal with so much bullshit this year that he deserves my indifference. I still can't help but love him though. I get hurt inside and want to cry whenever I see him sad because of my ignorance. I was silently hoping that he'll be happy with my gift. I was silently wishing that he wouldn't give me cash. I was silently begging that he'd reprimand me and confront me. But he never did. Because he's a gentleman.

And then I came home to this:

 My sister's friend thought I was her.


Contrary to popular belief, my sister and I aren't twins!