The report I've been working on for geography now suddenly has more pressure, as it is due in December. That was way off in the future at the beginning of the semester. Now it's next month.
Shakespearean Scene Night, with my scene as Juliet :P with a couple huge soliloquys, is in January, suddenly less than two months away.
And with that, the departure of my older brother, the most amazing brother EVER, for boot camp, is also in January. January 10th, to be precise. (Which kinda makes 2010 seem like the end of the world.) That's five days before his 18th birthday. We don't even get to see him come of age.
2010 feels like it's getting old. So much happened and is happening this year - my brother's enlisting, my stint as club president and panel presenter, Compass, 16th birthday, Drummers Call, learning to play the guitar, etc. I'm such an idiot that I actually get attached to years. (Go ahead, call me a fail.)
On a more irritating, less dopey, societally failing topic, Santa Claus has begun to appear in malls. Already. I mean, seriously, they couldn't wait for Thanksgiving to be over? That used to be the cutoff... It's so commercialized! I'm almost jealous of the Jews and Muslims, because their celebrations haven't been jumped on and commercialized beyond recognition by secular society. Yom Kippur and Ramadan, among numerous others, have retained their original meaning, while Christmas (which is probably nowhere near the time when Christ was actually born) is known for Santa Claus (the only time of the year, I've heard, when people sit around a dead tree and eat out of their socks) and Easter is known for the happy bunny who gives away egg-shaped pieces of chocolate (how the HECK did eggs and bunnies get connected? I mean, come on!).
It's a seasonal annoyance. Ah, the season of goodwill, football, frantic shopping for Thanksgiving dinner and Christmas presents, and romanticized commercialism.
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