User blog comment:SibunaSeason34/December Vent Blog/@comment-4816103-20141223195233

I hate that my friends and I exchanged our Secret Santa presents today, and uh...somehow my friend, Amber (who by the way IS a blond, and IS kind of ditzy :P) got put into it twice, and she was chosen twice. That means that two of my friends had her, and nobody had me. I mean, I did get a gift, but it was one that was meant to go to Amber so it doesn't really have any meaning besides that they messed up and needed to give me SOMETHING.

I hate that I got all upset at my friends for it even after I was given my barely-a-present present, even after I knew it wasn't their fault and that they were genuinely apologetic for me not getting anything. They told me when I came down to lunch that there was mix up and I snapped at them, before they looked really hurt and were like "Izzy, calm down, we're sorting it out, okay?" I even actually like the present, despite it not being meant for me (two anime bracelets (one for Hetalia, one for AoT), animes I have never (but want to) watch and I don't even wear bracelets unless I have to, like now), so I don't even understand why I'm still a little angry. My friend even told me when we were in art a period after it happened that I was in a bad mood and I was just like..."Oh..." I just feel like a bitch for being mad at them when it was an honest mistake, they were sorry, and I still got something anyways.

I hate that I probably have Seasonal Affective Disorder...fucking rain and snow...

I hate that I left my favorite jacket in the wrestling gym yesterday because I left it there by accident after taking it off during our game (it was hot in there, okay?). I tried to get it back 5 minutes later but the room was locked. Today I dragged Amber with me to find it, but it wasn't in the lost and found OR in the gym, the only two places it would likely be unless it was stolen by some asshole who for some reason really wanted a sweaty, paint-stained jacket/sweater.

I hate that I had to bring my dumb painting-in-progress home because it looks like shit and I'm behind so I need to work on it over the break. Ugh.

I hate that I'm feeling all this...hate, when it's the day before my winter break and two days before Christmas. I SHOULD BE HAPPY, WHY THE HELL AREN'T I HAPPY? I mean, I still got a present. I won a game in Math with my friends. I beat my friend twice in our card game. I got to see the awesome winter concert our school always puts on (some people in that chorus can really sing!). I did almost nothing in any class today except for Art. People made delicious food and I got to eat it. My friend (Amber again) even said she'll give me a "pity present" when break is over. The only reason I can think of is, again, Seasonal Affective Disorder...but it's never hit this hard before, so I have no idea.