So it was a little pretty different this year, I suppose. Everything's seemingly out of order and Christmas itself didn't feel the same, but we made it as best we as could. I tried a mac 'n cheese recipe I found online I've been meaning to try. It's pretty good. Gruyere cheese, or whatever 'dem Frenchies call it.

If what I wanted for Christmas was to find inner peace/a state of content-ness (because asking for happiness is a taller order than content-ness), is that selfish?

I realize I have a habit of thinking too much about the past and future, but never about the present. Maybe I should change that. I smell a new year's resolution.

Like last Christmas, I pulled and all nighter and watched RENT in the morning. Good tradition.

So my thoughts aren't exactly coherent and organized at the moment...

I'm beginning to think I might be bipolar. Isn't that it, flipping so rapidly from state of severe depression to a content, more energized state, or back and fort again? Maybe it's like a wave, what with its peaks and valleys.

It's not that I dislike you. I'd like to think one day we could be friends, but I don't think we'll ever be as close/good friends as we once were. Do I need more time? Probs. I don't even know if it matters to you anymore. Didn't think it would...what is this, I don't even.

I'm literally falling asleep at my computer. That's probably a sign to go to freaking sleep already.

My hair is starting to reach another awkward length.

Also, bitches aain't shit. haaaa, so sleepy.