a xmas moan up
yes, i hate xmas. i really do. it has no appeal for me and each year gets worse. last year I spent xmas day on my own in an empty house watching the hunchback of notredamm and other various kids films (i remember getting quite into it actually). this year i couldnt afford to get anyone presents but my mum forced me into getting her something (she does that very well) so she bought herself a belt for £8 on the promise that i would pay her back. i can't as i have £20 and thats my new years eve ticket. i arranged it with work that i would be off xmas eve as family were coming round and said id open up, stay all day and close up shop on my own on boxing day as i wouldnt be doing anything then. the family cancelled xmas eve and have arranged it for boxing day. i am now unable to get out of working and wont be home until 9pm. they would have gone then. i dont mind that. what i do mind is my house is now full of loads of yummy xmas food that i cant eat as its being saved for boxing day. i ate a weeny bit of posh cheese earlier and got bollocking off mother ("you cant eat that!thats for the family on boxing day!!") apparently i belong to a different family unit. xmas day is being spent with mother and her bf. this is something i have managed to avoid for 6 years. i have failed this year. my first xmas with eddie. great. the worst part is is that i cant spend xmas with grant and his family as i cant get home at 9am boxing day for work cos the trains are crap. i cant even be arsed to punctuate properly or be grammatically correct, thats how annoyed i am. merry fucking xmas.