As a student, during the holidays, basically everybody goes home. So unless you stay there and do nothing, you go home… and in my case, do nothing. I went to parent’s house for Christmas and I really didn’t do all that much. I love my family but that doesn’t stop it being boring. When my elder sister and brother came it was a bit more fun. But not all that much. I can’t even use my own computer. I own a desktop computer so it is at my house while I use my dad’s laptop here.
It wasn’t until I left home for university that I realised I would never really be able to live with my parents again. I love them, but they drive me nuts. Its like every time I come home I remember the invisible label ‘WARNING: TAKE ONLY IN SMALL DOSES’. But I don’t need to worry too much about that at the moment because I’m going home tomorrow. I can pretty much guarantee that I am going to love them a whole lot more tomorrow then today. 
Oh and just in case you thought I forgot…
Tis the season to be jolly, just like the title suggests. For me this Christmas was ok, in all honesty I can’t remember have a truly Christmas since I was a child. I enjoyed those much, much more. I’m not saying I didn’t enjoy this year because I did and if it sounded like I didn’t it would be a lie. I love Christmas, I can say with complete confidence, that it is my favourite time of year. I love everything Christmas stands for… family, love, spirit, joy. It all just makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside.
There are some things about Christmas, however, that are a pain in the ass… Presents. I love give presents, don’t think I don’t. I love to see the faces of those I love when they open their presents. But I don’t seem to get that anymore. Most of my immediate family does not live with my parents because they have families of their own and obviously have their own things to do. So I see the faces of my younger brother and my parents open their presents, I don’t live with them anymore but its easier to go to my parents for Christmas. Its sad because Christmas on a whole doesn’t seem as fun as it use to be. Part of me can’t until I have kids so I can experience Christmas through their eyes. But alas, I am a few years off of that me thinks. This year was better for me in terms of buying presents because I got them all a comfortable time before the date. It was the present situation with my parents that made Christmas seem not as fun, but that was only because I am always made to wrap the presents they buy up. Hell, part of me worried they would give me my own presents to wrap up. They didn’t, but it was close. I ended up wrapping something for my neice that they had actually bought for me too.
But enough about presents. Christmas isn’t about presents, and please don’t think i’m going to talk about Jesus because I’m really not. In my opinion Christmas isn’t about religion, going to church or presents, it’s about family and appreciating each other. At Christmas the best gift we can hope to receive is love, may you all have a love filled, merry Christmas and a happy new year!
