Oh, Christmas Tree.

This week hasn't been going well for me, and today was the worst of all.
I first burnt 3 fingers on my straightener.
They hurt, pretty badly.
Our internet didn't work until about 4:30 this afternoon.
When I got on, I found out I wouldn't be able to talk to my boyfriend until tomorrow morning.
He's helping his cousin move.
He's supposed to come over tomorrow, but I'm not sure now.
This weekend, we were going to have a serious discussion.
That's why I had a bad week...I've been needing to talk to him.
Now, it might not happen.
I'll have to wait until next weekend to talk to him about it.
At dinner, my dad was making fun of me.
I lost my Stocking to hang by the fire.
and I've barely talked to anyone today.

Putting up the Christmas Tree was the only fun thing I did all day.
I blipped it.