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Christmas seemed different this year. It was good, it just didn't feel like Christmas. Usually my first thought when i wake up Christmas morning is to run out into the living room and open presents, and I get this five year old mentality. I really just wanted to stay in bed this morning and sleep all day. Maybe it's the overall shittyness that's been going on lately, or the sudden drop in the number of friends to wish Merry Christmas to. Shit goes on......

I got the camera I wanted, I just wish my mom got me the right film so I could have something to do the rest of the time I'm in Connecticut. I'm pretty siked to start using it. The first place I'm going with it is Ocean Drive/Brenton Point and into the stables... Or just someplace completly new. I could use an escape for a day. Kristina if you read my blog, this means you.

Completly unrelated to Christmas, I've done a lot of thinking lately; and things are the way they are. I am the way I have always been, and I'm not changing. Whoever can't deal with that, plain and simple, should just choose not to. It's harsh, but I'm not a teenager anymore, who has to validate themselves with the number of people in their life. I'm 23 years old and I'm finally figuring out what it means when people say quality vs. quantity when it comes to friendships.