December 17: First Day of Christmas Vacation!

The first day of Christmas vacation has finally arrived. The day I've been waiting for since the beginning of the school year.

And I am bored stiff.

JUST KIDDING! (Picture me sticking my tongue out at the computer screen imagining all those people who actually believed that.)

(Albert Einstein at his best.)

I am the very opposite of bored. I'm pumped. Excited. Stoked. Wired, exhilarated, intoxicated (wait, skip that one), adrenalized, enthusiastic, and thrilled. In fact, in the time it is taking me to write this post, only half of it is spent typing.

The other half I'm jumping all over the place, pumping my hands in the air in victory.

Why am I so excited about Christmas this year? To make up for last year I guess.

Last year's Christmas was simply depressing. 

I was in India during the first few weeks of my outreach. My team was a few white souls surrounded by a sea of brown Indian people whose native dialect was several thousand languages other than English.  I was jet lagged from flying halfway around the world.

I was tired.

And there was no snow.

To sum my miseries up:

I think we had rice for supper. 

For a teenager whose heart is found in his stomach, this was a deeply traumatizing experience. 

The way to a man's heart is through his stomach, they say.

(Taken from freeiconsweb.com.)

Christmas is not about those brightly coloured, gaudy decorations.

Or about that pine tree wilting needles in the corner of your living room.

Or the frenzied shopping done the midnight before.

Or even in the giving and getting of the presents.

The Christmas tree we all wish was ours

(Taken from rubberstamping.about.com)

For a teenage male, Christmas is all about the food.

And the fun.

And, umm, maybe the family too.