I feel shitty. Worst New Years ever. I've managed to bitch about everything on Dick Clark New Years Asstravaganza in the past hours. Carrie Underwood... is herself, one of the Jonas Brothers is drunk (but cute nonetheless), another Jonas brother is a Panic At The Disco wannabe, Miley Cyrus is sddfhgsdfsaf, Fergie's backup dancers sucked and didn't go with the song, she was wearing a dress made of upholstery and furniture trim, and fucking Hey There Delilah.
Yeah, is in a shitty mood and I have no idea why. My almost-boyfriend is out getting drunk on watermelon alcohol, my sister has been on the phone with her boyfriend for the past 3 hours, a book just reminded me how depressingly inadequate I am, and we're out of fucking Apple Cider. Thank you Threadless. I needed somewhere to vent where nobody knows me. Hearts. WTF, isn't Taylor Swift the girl who won America's Got Talent? FUCK TV.
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New years always sucks because of those shitty expectations. Why didn't you go out with your pseudoboo?