Is it really Christmas?

Today is December 24th. I am alone facing the white computer screen, reading an e-book someone I don't know sent me, and listening to Silver Bells through Yahoo! Music Launch Cast. Isn't it today the busiest day of December (well, aside from the New Year's Eve)? After all, it's Christmas Eve, where almost everyone is busy preparing for midnight snacks and gift-giving when midnight strikes. Well, maybe I am an exemption, my family is. It my 22 years of existence it seems absurd for others to know that we didn't celebrate Christmas every December 24th. We don't have noche buena, we don't do gift-giving, we don't go to simbang gabi (we're traditional Baptist), it seems nothing at all. I didn't expect something grand every December 24th, it's something ordinary at least for me. That's why it took me aback when I realized that we're supposed to have keso de bola, noche buena and what-not. I think we're weird, but Christmas for us is not so well-celebrated. This is weird - I just realized so after thorough thinking.

2008 is not my year, same as with the previous one. I felt dangerously bored and it made my life my own personal hell, mind you. But then there is always something to be thankful for despite the lack of excitement. I took and passed NCLEX-RN, and I am on my way waiting for my US Visa (I am counting four long years before it gets approved, mind you). Nonetheless, I am happy at the prospect that I have gone a big leap ahead.

Tonight I bore myself reading the second book of Stephanie Meyer - New Moon. I am not the romantic kind, but after I hated watching the movie, I realized I ought to give the book a try. The book managed to bore me at times, but what can I do. I'm stuck in my room with nothing to do.

And so, Merry Christmas to me! Weird.