Winter Break...
Ah yes, the wonderful days of vacation. Nothing can compare to lounging around on a Friday morning, dancing to the music that the tv projects or eating oatmeal while talking on the phone. It’s quite wonderful.
Tomorrow I am going to my father’s house with my brother for an early christmas party since my aunt is working from the 22-24 of this month. So, I receive my presents rather early. I guess that’s nice, but it’s not the same when one exchanges presents on christmas eve or christmas day. Well, at least I’ll be able to see that side of my family.
Christmas day, I will be at my mom’s house, and we’ll open presents and then go to my step-grandparent’s house in Chicago. That should be fun, yet the house will be crampt since no one is as small as they used to be, particularly my brother and I. We’re grown now.
Next week, perhaps Thursday or around there, I will be able to see Alex; I miss him so much. At least we speak on the fun with each other everyday, usually for about 5-10 minutes.
I hope that christmas is fun this year. I hope new year’s eve is fun as well. I asked Alex if he’d like to do something together this year, he said yes. But I sensed hesitation in his voice. If we do spend time together on new year’s eve, what will we do exactly? I’d like to just have a few friends over, have some good food, dance a little and goof around and be young — it’s what I do best!
Right now though, I am sitting in my room, my nails are perfectly manicured by moi, my presents lay on my bed waiting to be wrapped, and I need to shower, it’s been a day and I feel not my self. Perhaps I’ll make myself a delicious deli sandwich after I shower. Actually I’ll wait until my stepdad finishes gutting out the pheasants and ducks he hunted this morning.
Ewe.
I’ve truly never felt so good until now.
