Happy Christmas!!!

So, I know it's the day after Christmas, but I didn't get online yesterday so today I wish everyone Happy Christmas!!! I feel that if happy goes with every other holiday, it can go with Christmas too. I hope everyone got what they wanted and got some good food also. Personally, I'm glad that my Grandpa is not in the hospital and I'm so grateful for what my parents got me (as I type this, I'm sitting in my very own directors chair). I can't wait to see the rest of my family later, because they are all driving down from the East Coast. Lastly, I can't wait to see my fabulous B.A. girls next week. Yep, life is good.

We Are Young

  So, ever since I can remember, people have always told me that I was old for my age. The other day I was told I was the worst teenager ever for the following reasons: I don't drink, I don't smoke, I don't have sex, I don't party, and I respect everyone. That sounds like a pretty good teenager to me, right? Is my whole generation so confused as to think that I'm the one who makes a bad teenager? As I say that, I would like to say that I also don't judge people who do those things, I promise I don't. What I do is my decision, and mine only. What you do is also your decision, and I respect that. I would like to say however, that just because I myself don't drink, please quit treating me like a social parriah. I do like to have fun, and I don't mind being around people who do drink. 

  I have lived on college campuses since I was born, because my dad is an administrator at a University. I always wanted to be like the college kids, so I was. I have always been mature, and I think about the consequences before I do anything (which would explain the not partying, I'm kind of afraid I'm gonna die or something, I am a worst case scenario kind of person).

   Looking at all this, is it a small wonder that I'm scared that I am missing out on being young. I try to take on the problems of everyone else, because I think I am more emotionally equipped to handle things. I do enjoy being the grownup. But I have to remind myself that I am 18! My brain isn't done developing, I still have at least three and a half years left in school, and I am allowed to be a teenager. The episode of Glee that they sang this song on is definitely one of my favorites, mostly because it is a reminder that I don't have to be an adult, not just yet. This song is my reminder that I only have a little bit of time left to be a teenager and I should hold on to it, and put off being an adult for a little bit longer.

Ahhh Family.......

So, as I sit in my room wrapping Christmas presents (because I am the resident gift-wrapper of my household, I know what sits in all of those boxes under the tree) I hear my Dad and Grandpa yelling at each other in the room under me, whispers float through my ears of my sister calling me a freak (like she does ten times a day), and my mother as usual abstains from the conflict. Now, to you this may not seem like an ideal family, but to me, they are perfect. Want to know why? Unconditional love. It's what I've been surrounded by since I was born. My parents love my sister and I more than I can fathom. I can tell from the way my dad takes me out for lunch, even when my mom says to forage for leftovers (I hate leftovers), or from the way my dad and I can have a full out screaming match and then an hour later I'm sitting on his lap (even though I'm in college) and he hugs me and says he will always love me. I can tell from when my dad and grandpa argue because they are too alike to let on to their true feelings of how scared they are of not having one another, and when I come home from college my mom looks like she is going to cry, but doesn't because she abstains from all conflict. And yes, even with my sister I can tell when she is having a bad day, or needs to talk, she comes to me, or when she falls asleep on the couch next to me and looks so docile, like the baby I remember holding as a new big sister. So I sit here, continuing wrapping everyone's presents, content with the knowledge that maybe my family isn't perfect all the time, but we sure as hell do love each other.

Why I Love Christmas... And Hate Dusting

So, Christmas is in exactly six days and I seriously could not be more thrilled!!! Because that means in seven days, almost my entire extended family will be in my house... that's a lot of people, and it also means cleaning things that rarely get cleaned. Such as my fan. After cleaning it, I nearly had an asthma attack. But it's okay, because Cristmas is the one time of year when I get to see family that lives 12 or 14 hours away. We get to catch up and find out what had been going on in each other's lives. So I think that a bit of dust is a little price to pay for getting to see people I love.

The Halls are Currently Being Decked

So, it is Christmas Break! I can't believe I am officially a second semester college Freshman. Lemme tell you: it's weird. What will I be spending my break doing? Probably nothing... Although that hasn't worked well so far... So far I have been playing chauffer to Caitlin (what else is new), spending time with my parents (we flew to London today!), and trying to sleep but people keeping waking me up (not cool). So tomorrow I will go visit LC and have a super grand old time not being in school while they are, and pulling costumes for Fools, which I totally can not wait for! Friday is the yearbook signing, so I get to see my class.... that one is going to be weird. But for now, I am just going to enjoy not having to tax my brain, getting to sleep past eight, eating, trying to sleep, and just being with people I love. Happy 3rd Sunday of Advent!

The End Is In Sight!!!

So, my final final is today (that made me laugh because I'm sleep deprived; don't judge me), and it is for New Testament and Christianity. You would think it would be an easy one because, you know, I'm Catholic and have been taking religion classes since I could remember. And I'm a freaking religion minor! But, no it is actually really difficult. Have you memorized the content of every single book in the New Testament? All 27 of them? Unless you are Tre', I doubt it. People need to stop telling me it's going to be easy, it's kinda pissing me off... However I would seriously like to thank Tre' the Bible teaching major, who came and taught me everything I should have learned this semester. I'm pretty sure I would fail this test without him. Now I think I may be able to manage a C.... hopefully. Well, I'm thinking I should go study a little more...

Lions and Tigers and Finals, Oh my!!

So, it's officially finals week. A week of regret. I wish I had paid more attention in class, I wish I hadn't waited until the last minute to study, I wish that I hadn't taken so many hours, I wish that Government would go die in a hole, the usual. This could explain why I am currently blogging, instead of studying like I should be. As each test draws closer, I want to study less and less. I have one final down, History of Theatre. Aka, the only final I wasn't freaking about! Now... well let's just pray that I can withstand the torrential lack of knowledge pouring in one ear and out the other and focus long enough to seperate my kleshas from the doshas. If you need me.... please distract me!