Christmas Time

I love Christmas. I love the music, movies, decorating, wrapping gifts, and even the hectic shopping part of it. It finally snowed today and having that along with being surrounded by the tree and lights has brought up old Christmas memories for me.

I'll admit, Christmas was better when I was a kid. The past few years have been a little dull, but no matter what I still try to make the most of it. I remember one Christmas I went over to my grandparent's house when I was about 6 and my cousins who live 18 hours away came too. It was awesome because I never get to see them.

My grandparent's old house had this amazing finished basement that was huge. There was a little kitchenette, a pool table and a lot of space to run around. I remember spending hours down their with my brother and cousins just having fun and being a kid.

I still remember staying up late that night and hoping I would see Santa. It was actually kind of funny because my cousin wanted this Barbie doll and after she told me about it, I wanted one too, but I wanted mine in the pink outfit, naturally. A classic move by me. Anyways, this was on Christmas eve so my parents didn't know I wanted the doll until the afternoon before Christmas.

That morning we woke up early and my brother, cousins, and I rushed out into the living room to see what was under the tree. We looked in our socks, but we had to wait for our parents and grandparents to get up so we could take turns opening gifts. As you can imagine, that took a while. I can't remember what I got that year, but I do remember getting that Barbie doll in the pink outfit. The box even said it was from Santa and I used that as proof that he existed. Now, looking back, I'm sure my parents had already bought me one by chance before hand because they knew my cousin was getting one or they went to the store on Christmas eve, fought through the mass of last-minute shoppers and got me that doll.

 Still, it's memories like that, that make Christmas pretty fun. Even though I'm 20 now I still get excited on Christmas eve. Of course, on Christmas day I've become the one that everyone else has to wait for. Last year my parents were the first ones awake and had to wake me up. Afterwards I wouldn't even go in the living room until I got myself a cup of coffee, but can you blame me for not being a morning person?

I enjoy Christmas eve more than Christmas day just because there's something special about that night. It's like a Friday. You know the next day starts the weekend, but it's that excitement about tomorrow that makes Friday awesome. Besides, who doesn't love sitting my a beautiful lit-up Christmas tree in a cozy room, sipping a mocha and watching "A Christmas Story" on TV?

Christmas to me is a beautiful time of the year. Sure, not everything is always perfect, but when you look back on those memories you laugh at the Christmas disasters and cherish the good memories. Even when you have an ordinary, nothing too special Christmas, it still has it's special moments. It may be more exciting as a kid, but if I ever have my own, I'll probably be the one shaking them awake and have a blast sneaking presents from Santa under the tree like a Christmas ninja. I guess Christmas is something you never fully outgrow. It's so much more than gifts and decorations and I love it.

Merry Christmas everyone!

Sunny Days

Today it's still freezing outside. I can't wait for it to be Spring again so I can walk outside in a short sleeved shirt and not freeze where I stand. Despite the terrible weather that comes with my home state, it has been really sunny lately and it got me thinking.

I love the sun, everytime it's out I just want to run outside and lay in the grass listening to my iPod because to me that's peaceful. The only thing stopping me from doing that today is the fact that it's 30 degrees outside, but I know warmer weather is coming. Soon...I hope...

My best memories take place during beautiful, sunny days. I tend to get depressed when it's cold  or rainy. Even when I'm at school if the sun is out and I can see it through the windows I have a hard time concentrating because I want to be outside so badly and just walk around and enjoy it.

Right now it looks beautiful outside but it's torturing me because I know it's freezing, but it's almost March so I know it has to come soon right? Basically the whole point of this rambling blog is that I've been an emo kid lately and it's finally starting to annoy me more than it's probably annoying other people. I guess when I look outside and at the sun it reminds me that even though it's cold right now there's still something better to come and I just need to stop wasting my time being upset over things that aren't even a big deal. I guess I'm just impatient for the future because I'll be transferring in the Fall to a school I'm extremely excited to attend and I'll finally leave my old town behind and hopefully be closer to going where I want to go.

I can't promise myself that I'll be super happy tomorrow or next week, but I can at least stop being emo and start looking at the brighter side. I know life can suck sometimes and it's not perfect but I'd rather waste my time being somewhat happy than being sad and bitter then waking up one day realizing that my life passed me by and I did nothing to make it worth something. I'll agree that sometimes you can be let down when you remain optimistic but this isn't getting my hopes up for something amazing, it's just being content and trying to find new ways to enjoy life. Besides I'd rather take a risk at being happy then staying at home all day moping but never doing anything about it. Life moves fast, I'd rather not miss it because you only get one.