Merry ***ing Christmas And To All A Good Night

Everything started out perfect this morning. Everyone was in a good mood, and we were all happy.
By four o'clock, my dad was swearing constantly about everything and anything, my brother was talking about leaving even though he had only just arrived, my ma was getting on her was to pissed and I had a killer headache.
By seven, my dad was snoring his head off, my brother had left, my ma was even closer to pissed, my headache was worse and I was no longer able to do anything right.
I went to be for a little bit at half eight to try and get rid of the pain. Something happened, I have no idea, but when I woke up at ten and went back downstairs, they were all going to bed and hardly spoke to me. Both out of their faces.

I just wanted a nice normal Christmas, but no, everything just seemed to go wrong, and now I feel the worst.

I want it all to be over... permanently over... I bet tomorrow they won't even remember that I was feeling shit.