Christmas was two weeks ago. New Years was one week ago. My Christmas tree is still up. The lights are still up. I think my mom's about to get rid of the presents (finally). And even with that extension, I haven't celebrated either Christmas or New Years yet.
How was your vacation? How was Christmas? How was New Years? Sorry if you've asked me that, but I don't think I've answered anyone honestly yet. The real answer would be too complex to explain in a casual meeting. Too depressing too. Well, on the bright side, I haven't lied about what I got for Christmas. That answer's pretty easy.
I guess I didn't have Christmas this year. I guess I didn't celebrate the New Year - although, why people celebrate the New Year is beyond me. It's a commercial prank, and time is relative, so my New Year could be January 26th, or October 10th, for all I care. No Christmas, and no New Years huh. What a shame. But who cares anyway.
I'm listening to Christmas music at the moment. It's not bad; then again, why would I listen to it if it was bad? But it just made me realize how depressing my Christmas.
How many people did I wish a Merry Christmas/Happy New Year? Probably two, maybe three. But unless you were me, you'd never realize that. People think I wished them Happy Holidays, but not really. I'm sneaky like that.
& here we are. A worthless post, with no purpose. Well. Except to blog, of course.
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