It's amazing what five days without internet can do to you. The panicked feeling of not getting my homework done was first and foremost in my mind (ten page history paper due on Friday... any takers?) I still think it's amazing how I (and the rest of the world) have grown so dependent on being connected.
As my brother is banging on his rock band drums as loud as he possibly can in the rec room next to mine, I've finally decided to take a break from the grueling hours of homework worked through today... that of course was after my two hour nap. I am so going to be up late tonight. I gotta stop letting myself do that.
Piano lessons are coming up (Wednesday) and I haven't gotten in as much practice as I would've liked to over the last couple 'o days but I guess that's life.
So the Christmas season is starting. Actually, I think it started back in September... at least according to commercials and stores anyway personally, as much as I love the Christmas season Thanksgiving hasn't even happened yet. I think it's absurd that Christmas has turned so commercial and material. Ok so I'm still not sure if I buy the whole Christian way of thinking that I was raised on, but I still think Christmas should be about the family rather than the getting.
I love seeing houses lit up with pretty lights. I love the snow. I love the Christmas trees and the ornaments and the way the house smells like pine and spice. I love watching my kittens frolic under the tree and rolls around in all the tissue paper. I love the Christmas cookies. I love wrapping presents. I love shopping for presents. But most of all I love how everyone is so happy. One of my favorite things in the entire world is to decorate the tree with my mom and my brother and my best friend (aka the sister I never who had... who happens to be Jewish. Love her.) I love making cookies with them. I love watching them open the present that I picked out for the them, the present that I bought them, and the present that I took the time to wrap and place under the Christmas tree. I love those smiles.
But enough about Christmas.
Thanksgiving is almost here. No school. Good food. I'm not quite looking forward to it being with my dad, but hey, I guess I'll deal. It means Christmas with my mom.
Wait. What is that? Oh. It's The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn calling my name. Guess I'll go finish it. There'll probably be a quiz tomorrow. Fun fun.
later
