Out of Order

Sometimes, traditions are meant to be broken.
Like rules.

Or not.

Usually, I go to Tiff's house for Christmas Eve and we celebrate there.
Then, we wake up really early to go to T&K's to open presents and spend Christmas day with them.
Then, we go on the ski trip with T&K.

None of those are happening this year.
& I guess it's "okay" because it's understandable that my cousin's engagement party is more important, but it just feels off.

Everything is just kind of out of order--in the colloquial and literal senses.

Idk, I just really need structure and balance in my life and I'm not really feeling it right now.

I hate that some of the most important people in my life have such difficulty communicating. Like, they're afraid of talking. Is it so hard to just let it out every once in a while?

I just don't understand.

Unlucky

I love the rainy weather theoretically. Sinking into your recluse, curling up with a good book and tea, doing puzzles with friends, roasting marshmallows around the fire and hot chocolate, etc. You get the idea.

However, I despise the rain when I have school. Because this kind of weather just kind of gets me feeling like Eeyore, kind of just moping around and slumping everywhere. Wait, in retrospect, maybe that's just the effect school has on me...

Anywho, when it finally stopped raining, I saw it as a sign of blessing from the deities since y'know... midterm and all. Then I got onto the shuttle and just happened to sit in the one seat under the cooling system which broke and got soaking wet. & then my pants got wet. & I took the midterm with a wet butt. Oh, the joys.