Black Friday is pretty dreary

                Black Friday! I decided not to go shopping this year. I’m not even sure if I went shopping last year either. I’m just not exactly fond of being in places where there are giant throngs of people desperate shopping for their lives. I mean really, it’s not like things are super on sale beyond belief. They’re just a little more on sale than they usually are. And I don’t really need anything. I mean, how many people in America end up buying things they don’t need just because of this “super awesome sale” that actually isn’t that awesome. Also, I’m pretty sure that most people would buy electronic, in which case why not just buy online? I’d rather just sit at home with a cup of hot cocoa, and watch everyone else freak out about the sales. Consumerism, look at where you’ve led us.

                I realized that I need to write more for my college essays. And that I’m pretty much procrastinating beyond all belief… it’s like the early ones were turned in, and then I just gave up completely. Which is a terrible idea I realize. Well, today, I am not going shopping. I am not going to do anything else besides blog and do college things. *Absolute resolve!!* Well, that’s not going to happen. But I can sure try, and try desperately.

                Yesterday, I actually didn’t eat that much. I actually dislike Asian parties (pretty sure I am definitely breaking rules of Asian-ness by saying this), and I pretty much dislike the food. I only like certain foods. And I dislike eating in front of people. And on the floor. With a paper plate. In my lap. That just spells disaster. I will definitely without fail get food all over me and look like a complete idiot. Actually, it’s just that I don’t like being with these people… it’s not like I’m close to them at all. I’d rather be with my prism family. They are better family. Well, it’s not like I hate these people. It’s just that I’m not especially comfortable with them.

                Anyhow, these gatherings are not especially full of fun or win, or even vaguely amusement. I tend to skip them a lot, but this year I was forcibly dragged to it. I would have much rather stayed at home and listened to awesome music and danced dorkily in the privacy of my own room. And eaten whatever things that were at home. And would have given much thanks to the fact that I had the internet, free time, and awesomeness by myself. Oh well, what’s done is done. I remember when I was little, and I would beg that I could stay just ten more minutes. Now, the only time that I beg for ten more minutes is when I’m asleep. Please, just leave me alone, just ten more minutes… Pretty much. Growing up pretty much sucks, I think. Yeah. It does.

                What do I want for Christmas? Big Bang, please, under my Christmas tree ♥! Or at least a Christmas album released by them. They said they would! Christmas will consist of blaring a newly released album by them. Awesome!

                Just kidding. Best Christmas present would be college acceptance letters. If I don’t get that, my Christmas will inevitably suck, and I will be tapping out various essays while being epicly angst and sulk.

                Let’s not think of that. I’d rather look at awesome pictures of Big Bang.