FREAKING PISS OFFISH

OH!MY!FREAKING!GOD!The UPS man came today, I saw him drive up. Of course I got really excited. So I ran down stairs to get the package, see the guy drive back up the street, freak out and run back up the stairs of my house, because i don't like mail men, I'm like a dog like that. Wait for him drive away, run back down the stairs, open the gate, grab the package. Run back, up the stairs, grab the phone. I call Jan, he answers. I say JAN JAN!, The UPS guy came, and he brought a package with your name on(I used Jan's name to buy the CD from Tokio HOtel)! CAn I open it?! Can I open it?! I was basically repeating myself every time I said something, in a high pitched whispery voice. He said I could. He asks me if the package is the right size for a CD(it was by the way) So i get EVEN MORE excited, and there was a little hole in the box, I looked in it and saw this little package thing in the box, the PERFECT size for a CD, now my happy/hyper meter is about to break. I start to open it, but I couldnt figure out how to open the stupid freaking box! So I ask Jan if I can cut the box topieces, I cut it make a hole big enough to get the package out, it's all wrapped up, so i cut that away too(man! duct tape is annoying when you're trying to reach somehting past it!) get it ALL off, unravel the packaging.AND guess what it is?!




A piece for the stupid freaking TV in my parents bedroom! I just about burst into tears! I tell Jan what it is, and give the phone to my mom. And now hear we are with me blogging.
So, yea, if I seem unusually depressed tomorrow, you know why.
D;(the smiley face is crying)