I have decided I don't like Christmas. I love what it stands for, but the actual celebration isn't any fun. I think part of this idea might be because all of the holidays have felt this way. Nothing special, just another passing day. When it's done it's done. No excitement. Most of the time we make cookies, decorate the trees, spend time together. It really is fun. But this year was another story. A friend of my mom's always gives us the cookies. And she did this year too, but my mom decided that it took too much time to decorate them. As far as decorating the trees. Well we did it two days before Christmas, because every other day they said was too busy. Honestly it wasn't but that doesn't matter. Only two of the sisters were able to do it, so the rest of us had no part in it. We didn't give gifts this year so we had lots of time together, but everyone was mad at each other. Playing games is impossible because someone is guaranteed to say "you suck at this game". After all that it's time to take down all the decorations. People start yelling at each other and stomping around. Things take so much longer because nobody will cooperate. It's ridiculous. Through all of this the meaning of Christmas is lost, and the fun was never there. I can't stand it. If things were better, I wouldn't have a problem with it. But right now, I am anti christmas celebration. Just call me Scrooge |
Beauty.
14 years ago
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