I had a good Christmas. I woke up yesterday at....about 8:30, and i had to wait until my dad came to get me and when he did he brought my brother and i into the living room where, as you may have already guessed, was the presents. I LOVE PRESENTS!!! My parents still act like i still believe in Santa, even though they know I don't. We used to sit out Oreos, my dad's favorite cookie, and one Christmas i went into the living room at about 11:30, and my dad was eating them. If that wasn't a clue, i asked my mom later and she said he wasn't real. They write To: Angel From: Santa. the handwriting looks vaguely like my dads. I got a descent amount of gifts. Since we only get $200 for Christmas, and one of my presents was $100 by itself, i didn't get a whole bunch. my brother got less because he got a guitar. The $100 was a gift certificate. I got a new calendar, slippers, which my brother says caused Cookie Monster to be shaved, since it looks like him. I got "the notebook" I wanted it sooooo bad. I got the Ashlee Simpson Cd, and The Fall Out Boy cd. A new Cd Player, since they couldn't afford to get me an ipod right now. I'm hopefully going to get one for my birthday. The Dukes of Hazzard, a new straightner, a cross necklase, and some other stuff. The other most expensive thing i got, was a ticket to see "Cats" at the fox on the 19th. After Presents, my mom and dad opened the rest of theirs, while we were in our rooms, then we did the stockings, then we ate breakfast. it was really good. Eggs, Bacon, Biscuits, Chocolate milk, things we don't usually have in our house. We actually ate together. miracles really do happen. Later we played poker. I won, the first time, then i lost, badly, very badly, the second. Wedensday we're going shopping. That was my christmas.
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