Dec. 25th, 2008 12:30 pm
nebulia: a nebula (Default)
First of all:

Merry Christmas! Happy fifth day of Hanukkah! I hope your holiday was a good one. :)


THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU [livejournal.com profile] noel_venus915!! I was so happy when I got home to get your card! I can't thank you enough. :D


My internet connection is acting up and we're moving, so I'm a bit behind. I'm trying to keep up with my flist but I'm not doing too well. Anyway, hope you're all doing well, and I hope to talk to you soon! :D


Oct. 8th, 2007 09:38 pm
nebulia: a nebula (fade to dust-angel sanctuary)
Just found out that we won't have Christmas at home.

No, we're having it at HypochondriacAunt's house.

Wonderful. Now I get to be made fun of all Christmas, don't get to say anything other than please or thank you, get the last shower, and get to clean up everyone's dishes.

I'm the furniture of the family. The really comfy chair everyone likes, but it's a Godawful color apparently, so everyone makes fun of it too. If it suddenly exploded or something, they would be sad, really sad, but they would et over it relatively quickly.

That's me.

To make it worse, because I'm an only child, I don't get to complain. Even if it's a legitimate reason to protest something ("sorry, I've got a migraine the size of Mt. Everest," "sorry, I've got a fever of 102," "sorry, my best friend just got randomly dumped by her long-term boyfriend and really needs me right now"), I'm whining. I mean, my family situation isn't horrible, it could be a lot worse, but I'm in a sucky position regardless.

So there's that.

There's also the fact--and this more than anything--that I love Christmas. It is my favorite holiday by a huge margin. I love Christmas decorations. I love Christmas music. I love the whole aura of Christmas. And I especially, more than any other day of the year, love Christmas Eve.

I love the church service. I think, even if I totally gave up on all religion whatsoever, I would still go to the 11 o'clock/midnight candlelight service at a nearby church every Christmas Eve. I don't know about other denominations, but the Christmas Eve service for Lutherans is a lot of music, a brief sermon, and it culminates in all the lights being out, candles being lit, and everyone singing Silent Night.

Even better, at my church, we have a bell, and the service ends at midnight and someone will ring the bell, and it's Christmas.

I love Christmas. A lot. I love spending Christmas Eve (before church and after--we usually stay up until 2 or 3 in the morning, all 3 of us) with my parents, sitting on the couch, enjoying the lights and usually eggnog. Sometimes, if it's snowing, we go for a walk or something, or we watch Rudolph the Red-nosed reindeer, but I love sitting in the family room with only the Christmas lights on enjoying Christmas.

I love avoiding TBS' 24-hour marathon of "A Christmas Story." I've never seen that movie, other than the lamp scene and a scene where a geeky kid beats another boy up, and I don't plan on doing it.

I love reading all the little Christmas storybooks that Maman puts out only during Christmas. I've spent my entire life reading them over and over again, and I never get tired of them.

I love the feeling of going to bed in my bed on Christmas Eve--even though I haven't believed in Santa for well over ten years, I still get this tingly feeling every time I go to bed, like something good happens during the night. I still follow NOAAD's Santa-tracking satellite thing that they do Christmas Eve, so little kids can track where Santa "is" throughout the night, because it amuses me, and it's just so thoughtful that someone does this for little kids (I don't think about how they're lying to them, because I loved Santa Claus, but I wasn't particularly heartbroken when I discovered he wasn't real).

When Christmas comes around, I become a huge romantic.

And I don't get Christmas at home.

It's a little thing, but it's such a huge deal to me. I'm a pretty flexible person...I like my birthday, I like having a day to celebrate myself, and I'll ask it off from work or whatever, but I'm not going to go out of my way to make sure my birthday is a clear day just for me. Halloween is fun, but if I have other plans...I have other plans. Easter is okay. I like the Good Friday service but whatever. Fourth of July it's nice to see fireworks, but I don't have to celebrate. Christmas, to me, though, is just the holiday you spend at home, cuddling on your couch, doing nothing.

And it really makes me sad that I can't do that.

Not to mention that today I caught Dad in a lie and it really, really hurt me. This is aleady and uberlong post and it's kind of a pointless story, but suffice to say, I hate when people lie to me and I was totally heartbroken. And then he tried to cover things up, and I felt worse, and so I'm already emotional. Everything's making me tear up. We've solved things, but now I just feel bad.

nebulia out.
nebulia: a nebula (the scared guy)

Seriously. Iowa State/Iowa game this weekend. This is one of the biggest deals of the entire year for Iowans--the rivalry between U of I and ISU is HUGE. And this year, the bets were that Iowa would win with a 17-point spread.

But no. Iowa State won. 15-13. ISU had 5 field goals, Iowa had one touchdown and 2 field goals. It was a tough game, and a total shocker, because Iowa State's not great at field goals, or so we thought, but Brad Culverson kicked ASS today.

It's really cool, actually. I'm not a huge ISU fan, but when it comes to sports I prefer them over Iowa. And I am a huge supporter of the underdog, whoever it is. So I'm just in awe. I can't believe they won!

It'll be something to gloat about at school on Monday, though, most of my friends are diehard Iowa fans.

But I can't believe they won!

Went to the renaissance faire with Maman and GB today. It was a lot of fun. I got a teapot and Maman got honey and we both got a dulcimer CD. I like the Renaissance faire a lot; it's just a lot of fun to be at. I've liked spending time with Maman too, recently, for the most part. Last night we went shopping for a homecoming dress and found one we both liked. We both got some clothes, too.

I like that I've been getting along with my parents a lot better. It's good.

nebulia out.
nebulia: a nebula (Default)
Please, please, please do [livejournal.com profile] spook_me! This is a Halloween spooky stories challenge. Signups start today, at the website, so please check it out! I did it last year and it was fun. XP

School started today...I already have a crapload of homework, so online may be GOOONE if I want to survive senior year. 169 days left, give or take a few. *agony*

I realized something recently. I like spending time with my dad. With Maman, we talk all the time, but with Dad, we don't talk as much, though we do talk. I like talking to Dad, for the most part. We think alike, and it's a lot of fun. Yesterday we went to lunch and then watched 300, which we both really enjoyed, despite the gratuitous sex scene in which Leonidas has a crapload of stamina. But we had a lot of fun. I love hanging out with Dad; I want to do it more often. On the plus side, he might come to Rome with the Latin trip, which would be great fun. I'm so excited for this year, despite the massive class attack. It will be a good year, I think.

They play, as I said I would talk about it, is A Very Old Man With Enormous Wings, based on the story by Gabriel Garcia Marquez. It's going to be really cool, I think. I'm excited for that, too.

Time trials are over. My goal this swim season is to lose weight. I am SOOOO fat.

nebulia out.

Oh, yeah.

May. 2nd, 2007 05:08 pm
nebulia: a nebula (iroh)
Maman's birthday was yesterday. 56.

This means my birthday's coming up, too...17. I don't feel 17. I don't feel mature enough to be 17. In some ways I'm much more mature than my friends and peers, but in others--i.e., sex--I'm not. I know so many people who've done that, and I don't even know if I'm ready for a relationship. *sigh* I don't know when I'll be. I don't even know if I want to be.

I need to lose weight.


nebulia out.
nebulia: a nebula (heihachi)
No school today--yay!

Cousins in town. From Colorado. I like my cousins. I actually like them a lot; they're pretty cool. My older cousin and I have, right now, the best relationship we've had in years, seriously. The past couple of years we've been pretty wary of each other, but now we're actually talking to each other. He's more cheerful now; for a while he was all emo-I-hate-the-world. My middle cousin--a girl--and I get along as always, despite the fact that I'm a total tomboy and she's punkpreppunk. A little bit prep, a little bit more punk, but not enough to dye her hair. My younger cousin and I are cool as always, so it's all good.

I work tonight. Fortunately, I work the end as opposed to orders, so I actually know what I'm doing. But then I don't work until next Wednesday, so that's good too. I think I need another job, but I'm gonna stick this out until at least the end of the semester. That's my goal.

NaNoWriMo is coming along, but I'm still horrendously behind. I'm working on thast as soon as I finish the post.
So that's next. I want to be at 35,000 words by the end of break. *crosses fingers* That's a little less than 5,000 words a day, but I've written that much in a day in the past, so I think I cana do it. Bring on the unimportant dream sequences and sappy romance flashbacks and random fandom charries!

yay. I got almost ten hours of sleep last night, so it's all good.

quote of the post: "sweet manatee of galilee!" --futurama

nebulia out.

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