The Actual Factual Christmas Post



I know I posted already today, but, I--whatever. I'm not making an excuse.



Yeah, we watched Prep & Landing. Cute, but after two shorts it made me sick.



Alright so this Christmas I haven't really been surrounded by family at all, in fact, my oldest sister and her hubby actually went away, so instead of having more people, we have less. I haven't really been feeling all that well, so eating all of that candy and chocolate I want is hard...



So, this is my Christmas in a nutshell:

Christmas Eve:
1. Ate a taco

2. Sang a carol or two

3. Recieved new snuggly pajamas that are as soft as cotton candy

4. Finsihed making/wrapping Christmas presents

5. Went to bed; couldn't sleep
6. Watched a few episodes of Gilmore Girls

7. Got to sleep at about 2-3 am

Christmas Day (today):
1. Woken up at 6 am
2. Waited
3. Went upstairs and opened some gifts
4. Went to sleep

5. Woke up

6. Ate breakfast

7. Went to sleep for a couple hours

8.Woke up
9.Got ready for church
10. Went to church
11. Came home
12. Ate dinner
13. Did dishes

14. Watched Gilmore Girls

15. Gilmore Girls

16. Blog post

17. Gilmore Girls

And that has been my Christmas 2011. Needless to say, I am almost finished the first season of Gilmore Girls, and am in need of the next season. I will buy that tomorrow. Isn't it strange how when you watch a TV show a lot you feel like that's your life? You feel more like the characters, or relate people to the characters? Things in your daily life seem to have connections with the show? Yeah... anyways, Christmas... want to know what I got?

-towels

-a crock pot

-Pride and Prejudice A&E dvd set (Yay! :) )

-a book

- a framed picture of Kimmy and I :)

-a blanket from myself

-an angel ornament thing

-make up brushes
-eye shadows
and the best one ever:

My family got JUST DANCE 3 from Cammie, Keith, and Baby Peanut! :)

flushing my feelings ducts.

First of all, I want to wish all of you a merry Christmas, and secondly I would like to warn you that this post might be boring and uninteresting, but I like blogging, so I continue. OH, and another warning that this post is incredibly feelingsy.
Wow, this year went fast. It was a good year, but so...different. I can honestly say that this past year has changed my life in every aspect. I don't know how I feel about having changed so much, and maybe nobody else realized this other than myself, but golly, it's a big change. What I've noticed is that I've really come out of my shell; I used to be such a sentimental, naive, care-free kid, and I never really felt like I had anyone that really understood me in my life, but I think it's because I never understood myself. ( I'm sorry for the sappy stuff, but I already warned you; you now read at your own peril.) I still don't completely understand why I do some of the things I do, but I feel I've developed and started to understand myself as a person a lot more. Events in this past year have most definitely contributed to this change in character. Recently I read some of my old journals (I am very into journals; you will not believe how detailed they are; to give you an idea, I would write about what cereal I ate that morning, perhaps the ratio of milk to cheerios etc. Very detailed.) and I realized how different I am from only a year ago. It's absolutely incredible. I'm not at all saying that these changes have been bad, I mean, for the most part they've been really good, but it scares me to realize that that little girl inside of me that had such childish innocence is dying. That kid that saw everything as good, and failed to see the evil in everything around her, but now I am sitting here, looking at the world and thinking, it is such an awful place so full of people who act different than who they really are, and just how selfish, so selfish, the real world is. Gah, it drives me crazy.
Anyways, more about the changing stuff. I had this great epiphany this year, wanna know what it was? That I don't have to like what other people like, or pretend I do. I can pick out the songs I listen to and the books I read without feeling like I need to like what other people want me to like, or be how they want me to be.  I don't need to be a people pleaser and get roped into something because I feel bad for someone! I mean, of course I am still willing to help, but I can't put too much on my plate here.
Okay, feelings session over.