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so i remember when i was little-er. like ten. basically christmas would come around and id be insanely excited. i still believed in santa, our teachers had us do crafts and stuff the entire week, it was such a good time. if we were lucky, we got snow. then it would be christmas eve and i would be so happy. id wake up the next morning, and i wouldnt be able to wait to get downstairs. now though, its different. the week passes by like any other, i hardly know its christmas until i realize i have to buy gifts, the joy is gone, the magic is gone, santa is gone, and i wake up christmas morning just wanting to eat and move on. im not excited any more. i want the no school more than the actual holiday. i have this ache that there is something wrong with me, like im just a bad person, but why do i have to feel bad? it really is everyone elses' fault. i have grown accustomed to the gifts and the paper and the holiday, and whose fault is that? the media does a whole lot. they try to sike us up for chrsitmas by playing christmas songs, christmas commercials, movies, sales, etc. they give us all this hype just to have one day filled with slush outside and chicken in our stomachs. we get gifts most of us dont like, then go through half the year not liking them. we finally grow accustomed to them and by then its to hot to wear the sweater with the green snowflakes on it. christmas is a economical excuse to have a lot of sales. im rambling, yes. im complaining, yes. im not making a lot of sense, probably. but im just sick of christmas. and why? because im to lazy to do anything worth while, so it passes by as a too long car ride and a meal i would have rather not had.