Monday, December 19

Five Days 'Til Christmas


Would you believe it? It's come so fast. Last year it didn't feel like this. The whole month of December dragged like cold honey through a tube. But this year...this year has been delightful. I just kind of woke up three days ago and realized, "Wait, it's Christmas in seven days!"

I watched a Carols by Candlelight show taped from four years ago, wrapped my presents, and got Mum to take a Christmassy shot of me and my latest baby.

Now that my mad dash it over I've arrived a little winded and slummed at the other end. You mean it's not Christmas yet? I feel like Aaron, my nine year old brother, I'd like to pull those last remaining five rings off the count-down chain and make it come faster. Pity it doesn't work like that.

In other non-important news: I've graduated grade twelve! Yes, officially. I received the certificate in the mail last week. It's strange seeing it. School seems like some weird memory long ago. It has to be over two years since I "officially" sat down every morning after breakfast to do two-four hours of uninterrupted school work.

It was also weird when I received a letter from the Australian Electoral Committee. I stared at the letter a while thinking, "But I'm still only seventeen." Then I realized it's only six month before I'll be voting age. Eighteen? When did that happen? Here we are going back to the Christmsa thing again. Life has suddenly pounced on me with a surprise, "Hey you're not looking where you're going." party.

Yeah, well, I like my life slow and simple.

Trying to figure it which balding male I think should govern Australia is a little out of my league. I say John Howard, but that can only be because he's the only name I know. I heard he goes for a run every morning and that reporters have to run with him to get their interviews. That sounds like a man with a determination to have control of his life. Is that enough reason to vote him in?

I'd leave the decision to all the people wiser than me except for the little fine print at the bottom of that letter from the Electoral Committe that reads, "Failure to cooperate in these matters could--and will--result in a substantial fine." Nice people.

Can't I just have Christmas? I want my pressies now.

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