And one night, HE COMES. The most horrible man in the world...Santa Claus.

My Christmas break was short and sweet. It sort of saddens me that I was only home for four days for Christmas, but I need the money. I also left on a happy note, not my usual "Okay, I'm ready to get as far away from these people as I reasonably can." I love my family, and they love me; but too much time together and there will be an explosion of emotion.


My only problem with not being home for very long was my lack of time with my friends. I miss them, and I realized that now whenever we see each other it's always to catch-up never to really spend time together. Somehow to me, those two things are different. And I miss just spending time with my friends.

The best part of my Christmas vacation was having Adam come home with me. I've never had a boyfriend spend Christmas morning with me, let alone not be afraid of me and my family after having to listen to arguments over cookies and gluten-free ham. We saw Adam's family on Christmas Day too, on my way back to school for work. Even if his mother hates me (like I suspect) his family was still nice to be with, and his little brother likes me and liked my Christmas present to him.

Overall, I loved Christmas this year. It came and went too quick, but I have a feeling that just means I'm actually an adult now. On to 2012!