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  • This story begins with the fact that my mother is obsessed with all things Christmas. She spends weeks decorating, and the whole house feels like you've been transported to a winter wonderland.

    So when I moved, she gave me a (not literal) ton of Christmas decorations and lights. My roommate and I spent so much time putting them all up that, by mid January, we just didn't feel like taking them down. Our lights were still set on an outdoor timer to go off every afternoon.

    I was given a class assignment to take a photo of something January-related. I chose my still-hanging Christmas lights; in my house, January means Christmas procrastination.

    To make the photo as you see it, I shot it in RAW and opened it in Photoshop. I adjusted the hue, saturation, the blacks, the light fill and the vibrance in the RAW converter. Then, when it was a Photoshop file, I threw the "sharpen" filter on it, converted it into black and white, and resaved it in .jpg format.

    It's beautiful, isn't it?

    Those lights aren't the only Christmas decorations that are up around our apartment.

    In the living room, on our entertainment center, are a bunch of Bingles. Bingles are limited-edition stuffed snowmen from New Orleans. They only make a certain quantity every year, and you can only get them in certain stores in New Orleans.

    On a cardboard box covered in a tree skirt (college-kid tricks!) is our little tree, still decorated, still looking pretty. There are presents under it, as well, that we haven't bothered to give to people.

    All in all, January is about procrastination to me. It's about leaving your favorite Christmas decorations up way too long, and putting off homework just because it's the beginning of the new school year.
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