sadI remember when Christmas stopped being magical. I was in 5th or 6th grade, I think, and I stayed up until a little past midnight. I watched the day change from Christmas Eve to Christmas, and then, it was all over. Nothing happened. It wasn't like I had believed in Santa, or anything magical to really happen...but this was just so mundane. It was just another day. Christmas just started to go downhill from there. I no longer look at it as a time of fun, but merely a deadline.
The only thing I'm really looking forward to this year is the time off from school. Time to spend with my friends who will be home for just a little while...friends who, for the most part, really don't want to be here. No one wants to be home, let alone for Christmas. It's kinda sad, but I see why they don't want to come home. I probably wouldn't want to either.
I'm trying to look forward to this year's Christmas. I try to remember what it was that made it fun. Somehow, I just can't do it. I guess it's just one of those things you lose with your baby teeth and training wheels.
