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So, it's 20 minutes till midnight and it'll be Christmas.
My family is going through some tough times at the moment, and I'm going through a period of self reflection. I've had a whole year to myself, to make the most of it, and now that this year's coming to a close, I can have a good look at myself and where I'm currently at. I feel good, I feel fresh and ready to start a new chapter in my life.

Three weeks. Three more weeks and I'll be clocking off work for the last time. All the people I've come to know and love, I cherish their friendship and loyalty. My first solid job, and I'm really going to miss the place.

This year I'm spending Christmas at home. With relatives from all over the state. There's 20-30 of us all up, and I'm looking forward to spending some time with them. I haven't seen a lot of them in a while, and they do mean a lot to me. My grandparents are going through a hardship right now, and I've just got my fingers crossed that they can continue to make the most of what they've got. And I've been amazed at how determined and strong they've been. I'm proud of them, and as much as I don't want to divulge my entire personal life and fine grained details to Newgrounds, I'd like to point out that they've been an important part of my life, especially in these last few months.

And on the other side of the spectrum, there's the pitter patter of tiny feet, running all over the place, and it all reminds me of how fragile and special life is. Take nothing for granted, yet live your life to the fullest, no regrets.

It's all brought me back to one of my favourite ads.

I'm sad, I'm happy, I'm apprehensive, I'm excited, I'm nervous, all rolled into one. Make your life all that you want it to be, and don't let anyone else dictate your life.
I look forward to coming back here for 2009, and putting in the haul for another year.
Have a merry Christmas Newgrounds.

With sincere well wishes,
-WritersBlock

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10 Comments

Dec. 24, 2008 | 10:18 AM Jynxbag says:

Merry Christmas!
:D

Dec. 25, 2008 | 7:14 AM WritersBlock responds:

Thanks.
:D
And to you too.

Dec. 25, 2008 | 12:17 AM Mizox says:

my favorite ad would be the one where Ozzy Osbourne is trying to tell people things and no-one can understand him, to each his own I guess

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yeah, seeing relatives you don't see much is fun, I'm spending a week 500 miles south of my normal location to see my relatives, the young, the old, and all in between, the young got presents, the adults (including me) did a gift swap thing (the aqua globes proved a favorite) and... so far so good, it is now 12:16 AM EST on Christmas day, Feliz Navidad!

Dec. 25, 2008 | 8:38 AM WritersBlock responds:

I had a nice Christmas. To be honest, I don't really care much for the presents. Sure, I really do appreciate the gift and the thought that went into it, but I really loved being around my family. The presents I gave away this year were pretty cheap. I forgot to write in my cards until I woke up this morning, and by that time, the others were waiting for me to get up and get unwrapping, but one of the highlights of my day was when mum shed a tear after reading my card. This christmas meant a lot to me.

Dec. 25, 2008 | 12:22 AM Mizox says:

http://mizox.deviantart.com/art/Zika-
Chronicles-Prologue-107248397

crappy story prologue, whatever

...

drawing a comic but can't post it because 1. did not bring coloring utensils and 2. did not bring scanner

Dec. 25, 2008 | 8:39 AM WritersBlock responds:

I think you did a pretty good job, I'd like to see how it turns out.

Dec. 25, 2008 | 10:03 PM Mizox says:

please note that prologue has little to do with actual story for quite some time (until Balgo distorts reality on a massive scale, thus risking Earth's destruction, who knew improbability fields could be so dangerous?) before that there's going to be the creation of one of the main characters, the realization of her power, and the encountering of a demonic entity

Dec. 26, 2008 | 3:23 AM WritersBlock responds:

Sounds promising.

Dec. 25, 2008 | 10:14 PM Mizox says:

not sure about California or Nevada, they don't get snow in the summer, I know that :P, no snow in my current location (like I said, 500 miles south) heck, I don't even need a coat, anyways...

*throws snowballs at Australia, alas, required trajectory and velocity result in their destruction*

Dec. 26, 2008 | 3:24 AM WritersBlock responds:

In summer, definitely not. But in Singapore it rains over Christmas, and it's also hot. No snow, but tropical rain certainly was something special.

Dec. 27, 2008 | 5:49 PM Mizox says:

ALL ABOARD! HA HA HA HA HA!
dun-dun! dun-dun, dun-dun, dun-dun
Ai! Ai! Ai!

Dec. 27, 2008 | 8:45 PM WritersBlock responds:

Okay...?

Dec. 27, 2008 | 8:47 PM Mizox says:

I'm going off the rails on a crazy train!

Dec. 28, 2008 | 8:12 AM WritersBlock responds:

Okay...

Dec. 28, 2008 | 9:16 AM Mizox says:

Ozzy Osbourne = epic

Dec. 28, 2008 | 9:52 AM WritersBlock responds:

Okay.

Dec. 28, 2008 | 12:41 PM Mizox says:

I'm sorry if I don't make sense, I blame Stephen T. Colbert

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In the dead of the night
As his life slips away
As he reads by the light
Of a star faraway

Holding on
Holding off
Holding out
Holding in

Could you be this old
And have your life just begin?

Reading by the light of a lost christmas day
It begins
Reading by the light of a lost christmas day

Tell me how many times can this story be told
After all of these years it should all sound so old
But it somehow rings true in the back of my mind
As i search for a dream that words can no longer define

Reading by the light of a lost christmas day
And the time
Reading by the light of a lost christmas day

And the time and the years
And the tears and the cost
And the hopes and the dreams
Of each child that is lost
And the whisper of wings
In the cold winter's air
As the snow it comes down
And visions appear everywhere

Reading by the light of a lost christmas day
In the air
Reading by the light of a lost christmas day

In the dead of the night
As his life slips away
As he reads by the light
Of a star faraway

Holding on
Holding off
Holding out
Holding in

Could you be this old
And have your life just begin

Reading by the light of a lost christmas day
It begins
Reading by the light of a lost christmas day
It begins
Reading by the light of a lost christmas day
It begins
Reading by the light of a lost christmas day
It begins