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Christmas Eve. Not a fan of Christmas. We [as in my family und ich] don't even celebrate it. We don't even put a tree just for the sake of the setting. I admit that I got presents nevertheless. And that I enjoyed it. Oh yeh -brainfucked over presents-
Tomorrow is Christmas and I wish it were summer. I don't like summer either, but here I am wishing that it were summer. Insufferable heat, smell of sea, sand prints and ice-cream. Or could it possible be that I want it to be summer because I have a shit-long vacation?