I’m so angry cause you’d rather MySpace instead.

December 27th, 2007 by Tabatha

Well, Christmas is over and while I actually enjoyed the holiday season this year, I’m kind of glad it’s over. I don’t feel obligated to do anything or be anywhere outside of the ordinary anymore. Not like I could be anyway. I’m stuck at home without my car. I needed to clean the house anyway.

We spent half of Christmas day at my grammas house, eating too much delicious ham and making fun of family members. As my younger cousins get older, they become so much more tolerable. Most of them, at least. My uncles just grow more and more obnoxious with age. I can’t even stand to be around them anymore. They’re nothing alike, but stillwhitechristmas.gif completely intolerable. They’re also hell bent on making my grandmother feel like shit, which pisses me off to no end. Everything she does for them and they have no respect nor appreciation for it.

The second half of Christmas was spent driving to and hanging out in Ocean Springs, MS at Gary’s mom’s house. We had a bonfire and drank some. I woke up the next day feeling like crap. I made it through the ride home, a visit at grammas with her and my uncle (see above), and a trip to Wal-Mart to exchange gifts we got from there. Goodbye, tacky Navajo-looking flannel sheets, hello new shiny carafe coffee pot. Hey, I warned her. I asked her to borrow some flannel sheets until I bought some since it’s fucking cold in my house and my cotton ones hurt when I get into bed. She said “Hey, that’s what I’ll get you for Christmas.” I said, “Please PLEASE don’t buy me sheets. I like to pick my own.” Guess what she picked out for me? Yeah, really. Sheets. Ugly ones. Her redeeming factor is that she got me a sweet cake plate/punch bowl combo. I really needed a cake plate. Not so much a punch bowl, but Gary’s excited to be making Jello in it. >_<

For New Year’s Eve, I think we will be going back to Gary’s mom’s for another bonfire. This time we will be more prepared and it will be more fun times. I think it won’t be below freezing that night either. Though, it would be nice for it to snow. It’s been five years. Also, this is the first year I think Seth is actually going to remember the holiday season, so it would be nice if it was super memorable. That may sound silly, but it just DOESN’T snow here. We are freezing our asses off when it’s 50 degrees. Snow is a special event. To you it may be icky nastiness that traps you in your house, but here it’s a magical blanket that falls from the sky and sticks in our mind forever.

I need to take more photos. I feel like I’m slacking. Also, why would anyone not like Martha Stewart?!

The lyrics to “UR So Gay, by Katy Perry. If anyone has anything by her. Some promo album, whatever. Let me know. I’m in lvoe with what I’ve heard. And she is so goddamn adorable.

UR SO GAY

(V1)
I hope you hang yourself with your H&M scarf
While jacking off listening to Mozart
You bitch and moan about LA
Wishing you were in the rain reading Hemingway
You don’t eat meat
And drive electrical cars
You’re so indie rock it’s almost an art
You need SPF 45 just to stay alive

(CHORUS)
You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like boys
You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like…

(V2)
You’re so sad maybe you should buy a happy meal
You’re so skinny you should really Super Size the deal
Secretly you’re so amused
That nobody understands you
I’m so mean cause I cannot get you outta your head
I’m so angry cause you’d rather MySpace instead
I can’t believe I fell in love with someone that wears more makeup than…

(CHORUS)
You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like boys
You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like…

(BRIDGE)
You walk around like you’re oh so debonair
You pull ‘em down and there’s really nothing there
I wish you would just be real with me

(CHORUS)
You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like boys
You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like
Oh no no no no no no no
You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like boys
You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like… PENIS

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3 Responses to “I’m so angry cause you’d rather MySpace instead.”

  1. Amanda Says:

    Can’t say I’ve ever heard of that song… I sometimes wish I lived where snow was rare because people in my area HATE snow every day it comes, even at the beginning of the Christmas season. It’s up to 38 here and we’re rejoicing that the snow is beginning to melt. I guess 4-6 months of it gets irritating year after year. I’d return the sheets too, I don’t like people picking things like that out for me. No one in my family buys me clothes (except for PJs) because I’ll end up taking them back anyways.

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  3. anthony Says:

    martha stewart is pretty hot, and I only have two memories of snow my entire life

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