So it's Sunday night. Tomorrow is back to school. Christmas had come and gone faster than I would have liked but I think everyone says that every year. It was a smaller Christmas this year but that's not always a bad thing. I kinda missed the fact that nana didn't do actual gifts because that's always memorable but the money she gave was more than enough. Christmas eve at grandma's was everything it should have been. It was filled with perfect memories.
So now I'm starting to think, that as I get older, Christmas is getting less and less memorable but I'm glad to say that this year was everything that it was meant to be. Everything went right from the shopping to the actual day. Christmas went exactly as it should have and I mean that. I hope that each year stays like that. I don't like change. I don't like change at all. That's the super sentimental side of me that holds onto memories for as long as possible. I have a rough time getting over good times. I run into this problem every year as the holiday season closes. I run into this problem at the end of summer vacation, at seaside heights, and most of all with Disney world. Basically, I have a hard time moving on from such good times.
New years was different this year but, like I said, it was exactly right. We had it at Nana's house with a plethora of food like always. I ate a lot.
I think I gained weight this break. Yippee for me! woot woot!
Christmas Day -- Turkey, ham, stuffing, vegetables, bread, cole slaw
Day after Christmas -- Who can forget all those hash browns I ate at Burger King?
That week -- hotpockets, hotpockets, hotpockets
New Years -- Hot wings, cheese sticks, chips, pretzels, oreos, tiny hotdogs
Earlier that new years day -- hotpockets
Today -- 2 poptarts, toasted buns, pancakes, sausage, a big mac, a double cheeseburger, and french fries (I was sick of hotpockets...)
I had gymnastics practices during mornings over break. Monday, Wednesday, Friday. I hate to admit but I wasn't particularly thrilled about going. I don't like doing much work or any sort during a keyword BREAK! I delt with it. I sucked it up. I moved on. (Except for Monday when I was a bad bad boy and uhhh well didn't go to practice)
Alright well, wrapping this up a bit, I've got school again tomorrow and I'm just ecstatic. I've got diving as well. I'm not too sure I want to get back into reality but eh hey my birthday is coming up. I don't want to do anything big this year. After 16 years, people must be getting tired of coming to celebrate.
(Don't worry. I don't mean it mom. ;)
Christmas break has officially come to a.....close.
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