Thursday, December 25, 2008

Ho freakin' ho.

And so Christmas is over and done with for another year, thank unnamed deity. I know, I know - you can call me a Grinch, but I can’t help it. I don’t really enjoy Christmas anymore, and I don’t even know why. It might just be that I hate this time of year in general; if I had anything to say, we’d be skipping November through February and head straight from autumn to spring. I used to love winter, I really did. I loved the dark and the cold and even the rain, having a reason to stay in and cosy it up on the sofa with candles lit. Now it all just depresses me, and not even the decorations and pretty lights all over town make it all right. I can’t wait until the days are longer again. I want spring. Warmth, green leaves, and light in the mornings when I wake up. I want to go for a run in the afternoon and feel the sun on my face. April, please get here soon.

This Christmas has been particularly miserable since I’ve been ill since the weekend with an awful cold. We celebrated on the 23rd with my uncle, aunt and cousins, and I was sick as a dog with a runny nose, stuffed head and swollen eyes. We celebrated Christmas Eve yesterday at my grandparents’, and at 7 o’clock I was bad enough that I had to go lie down and ended up sleeping for more than three hours. Today I’ve been coughing so hard all day I think I’m going to crack a rib at some point, or at least pass out from a lack of air. Oh, yes, awesome Christmas.

On a positive note, I found out on Monday that I passed all of my exams and now only have the play in January left. Yay! And not only did I pass all the exams, but I got distinctions for all of them, too! Am I allowed to say that I rock?

Bring on spring.