I'm so scattered
Oh, the holidays. Who loves the holidays? *raises hand*
I don't know. It's always this time of year when everything seems all...beautiful and it seems to fit together and stuff. Even if things aren't going well, there's always this little bit of magic, and...I don't know.
Jason and I are actually alright now...I think. I don't know what I'm going to do about Mom and Dad, but I plan to spend most of Christmas either with Sean or working in a soup kitchen, so I'll be alright.
I got a rather strange phone call from Arielle today. I need to call her back. I think it concerns her sister, but I swear I heard "Hannah" instead of "Lauren." And I don't deal with that Hazel sister. Lord.
My family's not huge on holiday decorations, so I went ahead and set up the tree (we have a white theme going on - snowflakes and doves and stuff), but I set up my pink Christmas tree in my room with all my sparkly decorations (snowflake chains...I go old school :P). And all month I've been helping people out with their decorations. I have to keep all this holiday weight off somehow, right? I could just not eat, but I mean...come on...pie, truffles, chocolate, milkshakes!!! :P And climbing all over roofs definitely does the trick. I try to keep myself busy during the holidays to keep my mind off the bad stuff. I think that the holidays are a time to focus on the good stuff...blessings.
But it's kind of hard to do (I admit), when life starts throwing you all this stuff. Remember when you were little when everything just fell into place? As you grow up, you slowly begin to realize how freaking close you get to everything falling apart. And it happens over and over and over again. And you begin to realize what a close call life really is. You get this sense of faith - that even though you live on the edge, stuff comes together anyway.
I'm starting to think my sense of faith has been misplaced. Don't tell anyone.
Everyone have a good holiday!!!
I don't know. It's always this time of year when everything seems all...beautiful and it seems to fit together and stuff. Even if things aren't going well, there's always this little bit of magic, and...I don't know.
Jason and I are actually alright now...I think. I don't know what I'm going to do about Mom and Dad, but I plan to spend most of Christmas either with Sean or working in a soup kitchen, so I'll be alright.
I got a rather strange phone call from Arielle today. I need to call her back. I think it concerns her sister, but I swear I heard "Hannah" instead of "Lauren." And I don't deal with that Hazel sister. Lord.
My family's not huge on holiday decorations, so I went ahead and set up the tree (we have a white theme going on - snowflakes and doves and stuff), but I set up my pink Christmas tree in my room with all my sparkly decorations (snowflake chains...I go old school :P). And all month I've been helping people out with their decorations. I have to keep all this holiday weight off somehow, right? I could just not eat, but I mean...come on...pie, truffles, chocolate, milkshakes!!! :P And climbing all over roofs definitely does the trick. I try to keep myself busy during the holidays to keep my mind off the bad stuff. I think that the holidays are a time to focus on the good stuff...blessings.
But it's kind of hard to do (I admit), when life starts throwing you all this stuff. Remember when you were little when everything just fell into place? As you grow up, you slowly begin to realize how freaking close you get to everything falling apart. And it happens over and over and over again. And you begin to realize what a close call life really is. You get this sense of faith - that even though you live on the edge, stuff comes together anyway.
I'm starting to think my sense of faith has been misplaced. Don't tell anyone.
Everyone have a good holiday!!!