YAY!

God's the awesomest.

Jesus-mas

I feel home-sick for a Christmas I haven't had with my family for 12 years.

I was watching some Buffalo program channel, and they were showing how Christmas is celebrated in different countries. My favourite was definitely in.. I'm going to say Switzerland, but it may have been Belgium.. anyways, THERE, each house is assigned a day of Christmas and the house is responsible for decorating their window according to the day. For Example, if you were given 13, you would decorate your window with some type of scene, like the wise men following a star. Also, after a nice dinner and opening gifts, the family would gather around and listen to the grandfather read the family bible.
I wish we could do that at my house... but.. you know.

And then I go to the store and realize this country, or at least Toronto, is lucky if ANYONE does anything like that.
The "Christmas" we have here isn't even called that, it's labeled as XMAS and has a price tag .

I'm sorry, but if you want to take Christ out of "Christ's Mass".. you should take out the "mass" part too and just call it "this time we get off work and school that has no meaning except to make you feel obligated to buy things from stores that overcharge you"

No Fresh Air = Weird Nights..

Kay, so WIERDEST thing happened on Sunday morning.
I woke up thinking that my dream was real of how my parents asked me if i wanted to watch a movie called MADAME.
So in my dream i imdb'ed it that day and found out it was from 1993 and was this kind of twisted love story.

So when i woke up, i thought to myself, "hey i should write a story with a plot related to that of the movie" (cause it was a good movie).. "but too bad it's already taken."
When i started to wake up and realise my surroundings, I jumped out of bed (ignoring the bloodrush that obscured my vision) and ran to get my notebook to write down the story.
After I wrote the actual dream's story, i wrote my own, more appealing, version to use for future reference if I ever needed an idea for a story.
But i really don't know if i'll use my modified version because i feel as if i would be cheating the story of the movie from my dream...


Huh..
so i got up finally and told my mom what happened. She said it must have been really hot in my room and i had to no air... thanks mom...

So later that day i was bored so I imdb'ed MADAME(1993) and two movies came up. One from 2006 and another from 1993. Well that's wierd... So i clicked the 1993 one, only to find out that it was about a reporter who was doing a story on a brothel, so to speak, and was later fired from her job, and ends up working there.

-CREEEPY...



So that was my Sunday.