#2

I really do love my Macbook. Have I mentioned that? But at the same time, I really don't want it. I feel like it was so much money and I already have an iMac. I feel bad that my dad thinks he needs to get me these expensive things. But I really do beg him. I regret begging. Everyday I use it, I feel like I am just wasting it. And using up the memory. And soon it will just be something I toss around. But the way my dad looks at me when I use it, he is so happy to see me happy. Time goes so fast. I remember he would give me that look when I got a Go-Go My Walking Pet. A simple ten dollar Christmas gift would give me so much joy as a kid. I don't want to grow up. And thats another thing I hate about Christmas now. I am not as excited as I used to be. I don't write my big list and send it to Santa. I don't leave cookies and milk. And I rarely talk about it. All I do is tell my parents that I want Santa to get me this and that. Everything I say is always over 100 dollars. Its the worst for my mom. She loved getting me my little barbie accessories and seeing my face light up every Christmas morning. Now we don't relate gift wise. I want electronics and she is still with the Barbies. I love her for that. So every now and then I ask for something like that and she gets it. I really do love her. Growing up is definitely one of the hardest things for me.