Nadolig

Christmas passed, the tree and pumpkin are gone, and the tinsel has been burned as tradition claims. I got everything I wished, not asked for, and more. I love the family I have, the friends that surround me, and all the good fortune that fate's brought me. Plus, I'm glad to say that I did get a few genuine cheery feelings. Rudolph, the Grinch and Frosty are therapeutic classics. Lala, living vicariously through cartoons, lala. I guess as I've read more and gotten older, that's as deep as beliefs and customs come for this holiday. Ho hum. It's bittersweet to report that a lot of things were different come this time, and I'm mega glad they were. Oh, 2010, how you've shifted things. But on a side note, I will definitely have fun with my piccolo, Lydia. Heheeh.

No pictures, though. Of course, the day after Christmas when they were all edited and uploaded, my computer broke. Taking the pictures with it. I have a new one now, (obv) but 'new' is the key word. Yeah.

Happy Holidays to all, (Even though I'm embarrassingly late. Work in progress)

Cheer

It's creeping closer. Only a few days left at this point. The weather has risen, leaving the Christmas spirit dwindling even further. Last night's light show and aimless wandering really brought on the cheer, though. It stayed, and is always there. Which I suppose is all anyone can ask for. I'll always yearn for more, and youth's merriments aren't forever.

Wiregrass and Valdosta

My weekend/first half week of holiday break was fabulous. Most ideally being yesterday and last night. An out-of-town friend came in town and was able to hang out with me for a while. It was great. Sadly, those pictures were saved as NEF's instead of JPG's... way to go me. But the remaining I do have are from my other friend's birthday night walk around. It was at this giant outdoor mall. There was a light show, food and jokes. Great time, really. So here's a bombardment of pictures. Cool.

Honey

photo from tumblr

Every fiber in my being has turned tin. Something in the air is ashed and worn. It's quickly infecting. Growing, and thriving off of other diseases. I don't know how much more of it I can take, in all honesty. Tomorrow is a day, and a new one. While it ought to be one already thrown into the abyss of the past, the future awaits it with naive arms. The thrust of the foolish fall won't break it, though. Once it's gone, it won't be permanent. It hasn't ever turned that way before, and there isn't a reason that it would now. It seems that a sort of acetaminophen could help transfer pain elsewhere, but it's utility only reaches so far. To think that it hasn't been more than a few weeks is incredulous. I only wish that things could be different, but by chance, those are things that would't ever change in the first place. Seeing that I am ill to be satisfied, I leave this monster in hopes that it too will flourish as it needs after I have torn it like the vindictive creature I've become.