a horrow show called christmas

prelude: everyone knows: christmas is about presents. not that you want to make them, you must. you don't really have the time to look for something nice. but it's not that important, you know that most of the things will land on an internet auction the next day. you do it this way and everyone else does. the most important thing is the price (really, you don't want to be the one with the cheapest presents, don't you?). so you pay more you can afford for your auntie to envy you. why the hell not? it's christmas, after all. Then,  you start cooking things you don't like. You're sure no one actually likes them, but the family tradition...You yell at everyone who happens to be somewhere near: you are damn tired and no one is helping you, you forgot to buy diet coke for auntie and no one reminded you, cos no one cares, just you and so on (sounds familiar, huh?). then you dress up like an idiot, cos you have to impress...

The main part: so you're sitting at the table with your family, that is no longer a family, your friends, that are no longer friends and watch the same damn movie as every year. You think twice before having another wine: you don't want them to think you're a drinker. you don't know what you should talk about. you'd like to be somewhere else. but, it's christmas, you had to invite all this jerks and you have to entertain them. well, it's once a year, after all.

epilogue: next morning: your head is aching, the house is a mess and now you have to get rid of all the damn presents.

Merry christmas!