Well, it's Christmas morning here, so I've only gotten to open a couple of presents and my stocking.But I got two new shirts, some bubble bath, some body wash, some makeup (Is my mom trying to tell me something here?
), tons of chocolate, a dustbuster (I'm sooo happy with this. No more hauling out the big huge vacuum just to get one little mess), 25 bucks, a wolf picture frame, and another wolf blanket (I have three blankets, two wolf ones and one horse one, already hanging on my walls, so no more room. This one is going to go on my roof).
Then my aunt pulled me aside and told me that they never got me a birthday present, and only got me a small Christmas present. And the reason is..........you ready?
I'm going to Disneyland!That's California, isn't it? C'mon Julie! Lol, you're coming to Disneyland with me!
That's a command!
I'm a little worried only because I have to leave my rats at home with no human interaction for a week. I'll be lucky if my mom remembers to feed them. And a plane ride. I've never been on a plane and I'm terrified.I'm afraid of heights. I had a dream, A DREAM, about climbing stairs, STAIRS, and I woke up having an anxiety attack. Lol. And Timber won't get anywalks for a week. Well, if someone would have asked me if I wanted to go, I would have said no, but I might as well. It's an oppurtunity I'm sure I'd be angry if I missed.
So, what did you get?
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