This whole Christmas thing is getting out of hand. I'm getting stressed for some reason. I really don't think I've ever been stressed during Christmas.

Anyways, I've been irritated all day long. It started yesterday, really, when the brakes started making weird noises. I bought the car six months ago! It's not supposed to be doing that! So today, the noises got even worse, and listening to it while I was driving put me in a really pissy mood. And then, I couldn't find the Christmas music book that I needed, and then my student kept fucking up the notes on the page during the lesson, and then I had to drive all the way out to Decatur to pick up my dad, so I had to listen to my car some more, and then my parents gave me a really hard time about me wanting to move out. ARRRGGHHH...why do they do that?? I mean, it's not like they'll never see me again or something. It's not like I'm walking out of their lives. Can't they see that I'm stuck with them forever??

Now I smell bad. GREAT.