The day the music died

I have a headache. This is my second day home, and I feel like I'm at a rave. My brother keeps playing random songs but from my room all I can hear is the stupid bass and it sounds techno.

Not to mention I have a cousin (the one who ruined Thanksgiving), who likes to claim that singing is her passion...lie. She never wants to sing because she says shes shy, and when I did get her to sing, my ears wanted to fall off from her mediocre vibrato attempt. Haha I know shes still little but she likes to pretend she is the best at everything and it gets old. I think she should stick to annoying the whole family, she does it so well.

I went to Wal Mart today to go buy a tree but they ran out. So now I don't know where I'm going to find a tree, because this family run tree business didn't come to town this year. I'll get myself a little tree and put a giant ornament on top like Charlie Brown. On that Christmas note, I still don't know what I want for Christmas. The top thing on my maybe list is a charcoal or black coat, but I'm not sure about the length of type of coat - decisions, decisions.

I'm so glad the music stopped, my brother was starting to loop the same song.