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Thanksgiving...wherefore art thou Thanksgiving?
2003-11-29 at 11:56 a.m.
I don't like Thanksgiving. No, really, I don't. I know I wrote a long, heart-warming entry a couple days ago, but forget that. I hate this holiday.
I'm a fat kid. Normally, I think that means that I should love Thanksgiving. Because, um, food! But... when I eat too much, I feel sick all day long. And... I ate too much two days in a row.
My stomach is in uproar. And it doesn't feel pretty.
I don't like many of the major holidays, except Christmas, where presents make up for the reason I'm about to give. I don't, because I don't enjoy getting together with my relatives all that much.
It's not that my relatives aren't getting better. I just wish we could NOT have them, and spend the holidays with ourselves. But alas, it is not meant to be.
Also, Thanksgiving is normally horrid for me anyway. I've gotten sick at least 75% of the time on Thanksgiving. When I was three, I had an asthma breakout, and spent 10 days in the hospital. Another year, I got bit by a spider on the knee, couldn't walk, threw up a lot, and had a 105 degree fever. The last few years, I just get hit with a really bad cold/flu, and my nose is so stopped up that I can't taste the food, which actually turns out to be a good thing, because it means I don't eat as much.
But it feels nasty.
I like to believe I'm cursed. This Thanksgiving went by without a hitch, but... the second somebody actually said the word "Thanksgiving" I realized that my nose was getting stopped up. And this morning? My throat's kind of scratchy and sore.
God, this holiday sucks.
And I don't even like turkey that much. It just makes me sleepy. However, it doesn't seem to do it to mom, because she's immune to whatever that chemical is, and is always rip-roarin' to go after eating.
"Let's go for a walk!" Dad and Me: Ugh
"Let's go shopping!"
It's crazy. But, I already knew she was, so it's not a big revelation.
Oh well. I hope you all have much better holidays than I normally do. I'm gonna go curl up and watch Spike and Buffy get engaged.
Love ya.
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