Christmas presents, stuff.
Every day SOMEONE in school has to point out that “damn, it’s Christmas soon”. Today it was Kristoffer while he, me and Jack were waiting for our last lesson to begin. I don’t really know how I feel about Christmas this year. I don’t have any boyfriend to buy presents for, and no dad, I’ve had both of those the last three years. (Counting Tobias as my boyfriend last Christmas, though he was more of something undefinable.) I dunno how much it actually bothers me, it just feels weird. I enjoy looking for presents for boyfriends - or making them presents. Emil got a LOT of weird-ass random gifts all the time, and Tobias got some too of course. Buying for friends is fun as well, but really not the same thing.
My dad is so fucked up. He’s made very clear that he doesn’t want to hear from or about me, but a few days ago he called mum and asked her to ask me if I knew how to contact Ian Haugland, because some woman he knows needed to do that, and he remembered I’d sent Ian a birthday wish by e-mail some years ago. Oh, so NOW I’m useful, eh?
Bah, I don’t even know what I wanted to say, just felt like updating. This blog is so useless, yet I somehow enjoy running it. I wish I had more than, like, two readers however, but I really don’t know who else would be interested. I need to write more interesting stuff..