Very superstitious, Writing's on the wall.

So my hand hurts, and I’ll tell you why. We have really creepy neighbors below us now. Granted, I watched them move in from my on high perch, but they are obnoxious. They had their music thumping so much that the floor was shaking, and it was ghetto music and they looked like a mom, dad and 2 sons all white people. At first they looked like a nice family, but now I’m pretty sure that they are just trashy. My hand? Well I hurt it slamming the door repeatedly and jumping up and down, while Georgia yelled, Shut the *choice of four letter words* up to make a point. And I’ve hurt my wrist/ puffy part of my thumb. Then they just turned the music up louder and I think started throwing things at cars and yelling at a little crying kid (at 1 in the morning) to go to bed. Why didn’t we call the cops? Well earlier I looked out the window and this guy in glasses just stared up at me totally freaked me out, I’m pretty sure they would have known it was us. So new neighbors I dub thee, The Creepers!
Had another Christmas last night. Bitter Sweet, I think I only had one smile left in me for the time being. Got some beautiful things including a purple Coach purse that matches my personality. Classy, yet quirky. I love my little family and I got to give them all hugs. Probably ate my last bite of lasagna for a while, and papa Jack gave me a kiss. I’m thinking about going to Build a Bear and building my own little buddy or Build a Dino next time I’m in KC. My little sister, Booboo, as we call her, got a little kitty that she built in Branson when we went. It looked like fun.

Georgia and I need to get out of the house. We think New Years, we are both off for that day and we think new outfits and a party will cheer us up. I think my bad luck has come from not being kissed last year. I’m a strangely superstitious person. To site a few, I never fill my car tank up for myself. If a family member does it it’s fine, if I do it I get into an accident. It’s a proven fact. I make strange promises to myself that determine my life, point in fact, JustAnUglyMonkey. I never liked him growing up; he just became this strange pull for me. I used to yell at the TV whenever a movie that was cast by Amanda Mackey, that I will never love him. FAIL, fate had other plans. He asked me out for years and years I used to have tons of notes, now only one. But I would always tell him no. Till I made one decision freshman year of high school, if he was still asking me out senior year of high school I would go on a date with him. So guess what years later, guess who asks me on a date? And well the rest is somewhat history. I kept my promise and here I am, but I wouldn’t trade my life for the world, I am rich with memories. I’ve made other ones like, if this next dryer sheet comes out all flat I will go buy a new pair of shoes and will only pay $8 for them. It did and I did, and I love them. Strange little things like that. Well one of my superstitions is being kissed on New Years. Years and years I have been kissed and life has gone pretty much good. But this past year has been a dozy and I could use a little luck. So, I will be kissed this New Years. Good things will come my way. So say me! Return of the crazy fearless girl! 2010 will be a year of joy and no more saddness!