As I was anticipating, Christmas wasn't much this year. The spirit never caught up with me, I didn't really look forward to it, and today proved to be one of the worst - if not the worst - Christmas I've had in my life. Somehow, thinking with my heart instead of my head seemed to screw me over far worse than being selfish. I have no remorse for the end of this Christmas season, and after everything, if anything, I feel as though my heart has frozen over against my will. I'd go on, I'd go in depth, but that wouldn't do me any good. Boo freakin hoo, right?