That elf is my favorite Christmas decoration.As far as Christmases go, I've had better. We're in a really awkward stage with my family at the moment, with my sisters in college. We can't buy as many presents as we used to be able to, and we're never sure when to open them, or how to react.
Honestly, I'm just happy to have all of my family under the same roof again. I needed them. Alison and I hooked up our Nintendo 64 and have spent way too long playing games from earlier times. It's been a very therapeutic way to spend a break.
On a different note, I just registered for the ACT. The entire process took about a half an hour. The website demanded my college major, and then asked me to enter in my degree of sure, like am I sure, mostly sure, not sure. It seems ridiculous to me. I don't know my major yet, I don't even know how I'm going to spend tomorrow. When I get stressed, I can't even get my face to stop breaking out, much less plan my future. I just have to wonder if everyone feels this lost. It's not like future is ever a concrete plan. And I can't think of a single person who has ever said, "Yes, this is exactly where I planned I would be." And for that matter, what's the point of planning anyway? Set goals, yes. Hope, dream, check. But plan? Can you ever actually plan? And if you can, and do, what's the point?
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