I'm a brat!

I really am, my mood around Christmas is a rollar coaster kind of thing. One second I feel like luckiest girl in the world with all the thing I recieved, but then I realize that all those gifts can't erase the worries I have on my plate. And then I feel like I want more so I can erase those worries. Then I hate myself for being selfish and then I tell myself to deal it. I know I have enough! SHUTUP COMPLAING KESHIA! Once again I'm happy and then the process starts all over again.