Remember When?

December 3, 2006. Another beautiful day in paradise. Remember when Christmas wasn't all messed up? Well I sure do. When I was little, I would get excited and all, and I would have one of those little things that every night you opened a door and a piece of chocolate was inside. But that was pretty much it until Christmas break started. yesterday, I went to the Holiday Stroll, and I couldn't act festive for 20 minutes. I had wasted it all the days after Halloween and Thanksgiving. Another thing that pisses me off is that you can't say Christmas anymore. I remember in 8th grade someone (probably Corvo) got a detention for wishing my Spanish teacher a Merry Christmas. That is just wrong! To be fair she is an avid Jew. But if she wised me a Happy Hanukkah, I wouldn't go running to her boss or anything. The best part is that even though we get off from school for Holiday Break, we don't have off for Kwanzaa or Hanukkah. Just Christmas, I think. I know I probably missed a holiday in there, but I don't care. Sorry. Sue me. another thing is Christmas lights. Mike's dad liked all the lights we had put on our house, but he was being sarcastic because we didn't put them up yet. We wait until Christmas time. This one house down the street from me has so many lights that it seems like it's only dusk there when really it's pitch black out. When they turn them on, all the lights in my house dim temporarily. It's like wearing a flamboyant suit jacket to a party and showing up an hour and a half early. Have a nice day.