its 3:10 in the morning. i can't seem to fall asleep. this is by far the most boring Christmas week ever. though i cannot remember what i did last year. all these festive celebrations and whats, i wonder if its living up to it's name. i mean, Christmas is all about remembering Christ and what He have done for us. but instead, i see the opposite. i don't know. maybe i'm just bummed about not having the best exciting action packed plans in the universe. but i guess, whatever it is. i'll be contented. Christmas as an 18 year old. stay home alone. drinking a warm cup of Milo. reading a book. i could do that.
well. shan't sound so depress during this festive, supposedly happy period of everyone's life. so here's me, wishing everyone, a blessed Christmas.
