Mid-Holidays

Well. I survived Christmas.

But the holidays aren't over. I still have New Year's to deal with.

So, I will be spending Friday, January 1, once again in Youngstown, bored, being judged by my family and told that I'm being crabby. Sorry that I don't fit into your idea of a perfect girl, family, and that I don't eat sour kraut or pork and that my idle facial expression isn't a cheery smile.

I am just sick of it. I haven't gotten done nearly anything I wanted to get done.

And this whole next goddamn week is visiting people.

I'm actually wishing that it were the first week, where I was bored and no one was home and I had no car. I'm tired of having my entire life planned out for me and then being entirely ignored.

This upcoming week is visiting people every single night EXCEPT for New Year's Eve.

And, OF FUCKING COURSE, I have nothing to do on New Year's Eve because all my friends are having big, alcohol-soaked parties at which I will know perhaps two or three people there and be bored/uncomfortable the entire night. I am feeling so frustrated at all this.

I have gotten zero reading done, I'm not even close to being done with my Arabic stuff, and my family is driving me insane!

I'm sick of this, but I am nowhere near ready to go back to school.

I have a week. That's it.

I need someone to talk to.