Tuesday, 11 December 2012

'Merry' Christmas

Why does no one understand get me? Today I received a pair of old woman shoes from mum. I tried my best to look happy but I failed, miserably. She defiantly noticed the forced smile, and the tense muscles and my eyes widening. The forced 'I love them mum'. I feel guilty, I mean she's only trying to be involved. But still, if you saw them. (shaking the image out of her head) My older sister got me bright pink tracksuit with 'diamonds' and sparkles that you would notice from Australia. I do not wear pink full stop. Let alone vajazzled track suits. Ugh. Then dad gets me a arsenal football. One, I hate Arsenal  its all about Man U. Two, I may not be a girly girl with the make up and the pink but I am NOT a tom-boy. I hate football, I just happen to see Man U playing and boy, their good. Footballer's get paid more than the PM and all they do as kick a ball around for ninety minutes. Not that I could do that. It was supposed to be a nice Christmas.

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