Since we always follow tradition, no one can go downstairs on Christmas morning before a set time, and this morning, it was 7:30. At about 7:08, Whitney woke me up to tell me that I needed to go in Juliet's room for the last 22 minutes of our upstairs confinement. I obviously refused - I really wanted to sleep during those last twenty minutes of peace. So after trying to get back to some state of sleep, or at least deep rest, for the next five minutes, and utterly failing, I decided to get up, put in my contacts, and head over to Juliet's room. As I walked past the stairs (which lead down to the front door) I noticed something white covering the steps. After a closer look, I decided it was snowing. Snow! On Christmas! We had a white Christmas after all.

Pretty much uneventful day. I mostly got clothes, but that's alright - I like the shirts I got, and I absolutely love my scarf. Yay for scarves.

Byron decided that we're going to start filming tomorrow at about noon, maybe noon-thirty, possibly one. I'm really unhappy that we have to get going so early... I mean, yeah, it's great that we're getting as much done over break that we can, because that means we don't have to worry about as much during the hassle of school, homework, and musical practices, along with the stress and drama of our personal lives. But, since I don't have any homework, I was really looking forward to having a stress-free break... Oh well. It'll all pay off in the long run. I hope.

So now I'm just sitting here up in my room, really tired and bored, just wishing that I was out with friends or something. Having fun, watching movies, talking, laughing...

I guess I should mention that I've decided macs aren't so bad... Maybe that's just my lefsa-stupor talking, though. Mmm, lefsa, even better than toffee, trust me.

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