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Thursday, November 23, 2006

Holiday ruminations (slightly grumpy)

It's official I'm never coming home.
Yes, I have reasons. Plenty of them.
Home only pretends to be relaxing. It's only that way on the outside. I get thinking of Christmas, and I think, ooh, house full of good smells, running around in comfy socks, sledding, and, especially, reading all day long. But really, I don't actually read all day even though that's how I say I would like to spend a day. If I try to, I feel all anxious and stressed, like I'm missing out on something else I should/could be doing. And I call someone and we just say 'what should we do.'
Don't get me wrong, I'm still looking forward to Christmas. But I know that on December 26th, the instant I'm bored, I'll want to go back "home." Here. This is where I'm with people who just met me and are like my family. Yes, this is going to be one of those blogs that make you all hate me, and say, what a jerk, she goes to England for a few weeks and turns into one of those America-hating snots, who act like they've lived in London their whole lives and now try to make us all feel inferior. I'm not one of those. Not permanently.
I like America. I like Provo. I like my friends.
But I used this to escape Provo-related things. And it's worked for the time, and it's been great. But, still. Bad idea. My 4-month vacation from Real Life is coming to a close, and really, nothing's changed.
There are also other reasons for wanting to stay that I don't feel like going into right now.

One more thing: why does everyone hate Thanksgiving? It gets such a bad rap. I've been reading all these Thanksgiving-hating blogs and articles, and I'm like hey man, it's not Thanksgiving's fault that we eat turkey on it. And if you don't eat meat, fine for you, don't tell me what to do. Heather, that wasn't directed at you.

In conclusion, I'm not coming home...for three weeks. Actually, maybe four now. But most likely that won't work out, so just the three. See you all then.

Happy Thanksgiving.
Gobble gobble.

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