Yeah, merry Christmas or whatever. I must say, my Christmas wasn't too bad. I went and hung out with some family at my uncle's house in Sacramento. It was pretty cool. I spent some time with my cousins Vicki and Chris, who are 11 and 8, I think. I made out like a bandit. I got $130 and like 5 gift certificates. I also got a CD player, some makeup, a purse, a watch with interchangeable straps, and two books with monologues for young actors. Overall, not a bad Christmas.

Rob didn't have a good Christmas though. I feel bad for him because his stepdad died on Christmas Day. His mom isn't taking it so good, so he's going to stay with her for a while. I think he's doing a good thing. His mom needs support right now, and I admire him for actually caring for once.

Yesterday I went shopping with my bestest friend, Sheila. I got this really cute white jacket with pink stars, a black and white shirt to wear on New Year's Eve, and a whole bunch of those really cute undies that look like daisy dukes. They're adorable. I love them! The mall we were at was FILLED with hot guys. I was in teenage girl heaven. And some fuckin' 35 year old salesperson guy tried hitting on me when we were at this sports store trying to find something for Sheila's guy friend. The conversation went something like this:
Him: So what are you guys looking for?
Me: We're looking for something for her 'man'. Haha.
Him: Are you buying something for your man?
Me: No I don't have a man.
Him: Why not?
Me: I dunno, just cuz. *starting to get annoyed*
Him: What's your name?
Me: *in an annoyed tone* Zenia...
Him: *sensing my annoyed tone* ..What? I can't ask your name?
Me: No, you can't.