Well it's 6 in the AM and I can't sleep. I have one more final today and one on Friday. Whew what a semester!! Between just my normal classes plus my internship, Advertising Clubs, etc. I feel like I haven't had time to just hang out. The one good thing about going home is getting to see all my old friends and the fam of course. Plus my birthday.

Which leads to my rant.

My birthday is on Christmas. This usually leads to one of 2 comments.

1. "Oooh! A Christmas Baby!"

2. "Ouch! Do you get ripped off on presents?"

The answer to both of which is "yes."

Now don't get me wrong. I love my birthday. But the thing is is that no one wants to go out and celebrate with you. I don't even think the bars are open on Christmas. No restaurants. Nothing. So my birthday is usually spent something like this.

1. Everyone opens their presents.

2. My dad gets crabby about something, life, to counteract the good time everyone else is having, whatever.

3. Church

4. Breakfast at the only place that is open -IHOP.

5. Watch A Christmas Story 3-4 times.

6. Do my birthday stuff (which by the way my presents are always wrapped in Christmas paper.)

7. Go to bed. Because what more would a spankin' new 23 yr. old want to do on her birthday then go to bed at 9 o'clock.

It's not all bad of course. My parents usually try to make up for the presents that I'm not getting from everyone else. But just a reminder: If you have friends whose birthdays happen to fall around the holiday season, make time to go out with them for a beer!