Friday, December 17, 2010

I Came Home For Christmas...

I'm home for Christmas.

I couldn't be happier. I love the feeling I get when I cross the Idaho/Utah border. It puts a smile on my face even though I know I still have two more hours of driving.
Yesterday did not go as planned. I was sick so I pretty much stayed in bed all day, studied, packed, and watched Hulu. I had one more final this morning and I was totally peeved completely indifferent that I had to stick around till Friday. I got up, studied, went and took my final (I got a B, which is fine by me, I'll take that) and I went and took a Math Placement Test that I passed. Score. On my way home I got to talk to a cute boy. Double score. Then I got to hop into my car (after a brief adventure with my ice scraper) and hit the road.
Guess what was waiting for me? I love letters from friends.

Merry Christmas.

Christmas Memories: I love waking up early on Christmas morning. One year, I woke up at four o' clock and read this. Now that I'm older than ten a little more "mature" my parents think that we should sleep in on Christmas morning. B-L-A-S-P-H-E-M-Y. (I bargained for eight thirty this year). Back to the memory. I love waking up my little brother, especially when he was younger and all bright eyed on Christmas. I loved waking him up and whispering that it was Christmas and seeing his cute little round face rise with a grin. Now I have to jump/shake like an earthquake/beat/pummel with a pillow gently shake him a few times to get him to arise from the slumber of the dead. But I'll do it every year (excluding when he's married of course).


I'm Randi and I'm home for Christmas.


Chels said...

Im glad you made it home safely:] Ive always been the one that wakes up super early too haha, not sure what will happen this year but i cant wait. Sooo whos the letter from exactly? ;]