When you don't go home for Christmas

So it's my second year in a row that I'm not going home for Christmas. Christmas also conveniently coincides with my birthday, and when I say conveniently, I am say it with a hint of sarcasm. I don't think I've ever met anyone with a Christmas birthday that's said "I love having a Christmas birthday, it rocks!" Nope, everyone is pretty much unanimous in saying that it sucks the big one.

My birthday is actually on Christmas Eve, but that's pretty much the same thing. This year it's my golden, as I turn 24 on the 24th. What will I be doing to celebrate the occasion? Working as a pirate. But you know what? It's really not all that bad. Everyone I would be celebrating with is either also working or separated by distance. And it's only a bad thing if you make it one, right?

This is me and Casey's Christmas tree this year...it's not real but it gets the job done. That's my boss chillin' at the top.

But you can't help but get a little nostalgic this time of year about past Christmases, friends and family. I live a completely different life than the one I did a year and a half ago, and most of the time I'm really not sure how I feel about that. I mean, I've grown up. But now what, now where am I going? I guess right now I kind of feel like I'm trying to live it up while I still can before I have to actually get serious. Because then, I feel, that's what I have to settle on for the rest of my life. What if I do move back to Appleton? I have to know that I will be happy with that situation, and that I have lived as a poor, young (and single), college grad.

But 23 is over in 6 days. I definitely have a HELLuva New Year's resolution for 2011.


Changing the topic completely, I visited Universal Studios this past Tuesday and noticed a ton of people walking around wearing their Gryffindor scarves, but was very dismayed to see that no one was wearing one from Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw or even Slytherin. Does everyone really need to be Harry Potter, aka the center of attention? I guess so. I personally think I'd rock out the Hufflepuff scarf, because they deserve love to. However, I just took a quiz that told me no, I am actually a Ravenclaw:

Which Hogwarts house will you be sorted into?

This could be pretty accurate, with the way I am always trying to use logic in situations. Too bad that logic can't get rid of certain unwanted feelings about a certain person right now...oh well, guess I'll have to suffer like the rest of 'em.

Goodnight world.