I say "happy holidays" cuz it's politically correct, as opposed to Merry Christmas. Hehe.
I'll keep this journal brief. My biggest Christmas gift was a Kindle. Yup. As an avid, old-fashioned reader I swore I would never touch one of those, and it wasn't even on my list, but Mom got it anyway. I was irked at first, but I'm reluctantly beginning to like this thing. I also got a ton of money from my dad, because he was too lazy to actually go out and buy shit for my sister and I. Guess who's gonna spend it all in one fell swoop? Me! I barely got anything that was on my list, but I'm not complaining.
My dad and I argued a lot last night and today, and he was a dick, but that's not news. His girlfriend's family came over and turned half of my Christmas into an awkward, obnoxious affair, but whatevs. I told him how I felt about spending Christmas with strangers and I said I had no interest in getting to know any of them. Then he called me a selfish brat and some other things. The guy NEVER listens to a word I say. He refuses to see anything from my perspective. He thinks he's always right because he's the adult, which drives me CRAZY.
Okay. Gotta stop before I rant too long about my dad. After the awkwardness things went better. I spent the other half of Christmas at my grandma's house, which is always nice. No homophobic comments. Lots of laughter with my cousins. My gifts were pretty lame though.
It's around this time of year that I always wish I was a little kid again. Christmas used to be so magical to me. Now it's just some holiday that comes and goes every year.