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My first and only post from school. We're watching a movie. About oil. No one's going to be disturbed by my typing.
Have you ever had that feeling, where you realize that you aren't as important to other people as they are to you? When you notice that you're not one of the old crowd anymore, and they've kind of forgotten you were one of their closer friends back in the day.
Well, that day, the day of forgetting, happened to be today.
You can always tell at Christmas time. There are the friends you give presents to, and then there are the aquaintances you give food to. I'm one of the food people, now. Just last year, I got a homemade scarf. Just grey felt and an embroidered letter, but the thought was the important part. This year? Cookies. I was one of the class who got cookies. Getting cookies is like getting a candy cane from one of the people who carry around a box, in case they forgot someone. Cookies are nondescript, no real thought put into them, and you can give them to anyone. Have a teacher, someone you knew in preschool, your next-door-neighbor's little girl? Give them cookies.
I spent thirteen dollars this year getting supplies so I, too, could give out homemade presents this year- I usually give out specially picked bookmarks. But this year, I had all my birthday money that I hadn't spent on my winter coat yet, so I decided I wanted to get people good presents. I bought letter charms, beads, and ribbon to make personalized, any-length necklaces. In my first attempt, I spent time packaging the necklace on a piece of cardstock, to resemble the kind of display you get from stores. I put the card with the necklace in a beautiful ceramic heart box. I was going to make two more, so I would have one for each of the girls.
And then I got cookies.
Now, I don't know whether to make a necklace for each girl in my class, or if I should just save my thirteen dollars' worth of supplies for a project that will be appreciated. It was truly a waste of money and time. Practically all I did yesterday was shop. I had my dad drive me out to Michael's. I searched for the nonchristmasy thin ribbon and the right letter charms. I found beads to go with them so the necklaces wouldn't look so cheap. Now, I have ninety dollars left to buy my winter coat and to buy presents for my family and closer friends who don't go to my school. I just wish that the old crowd still thought I was worthy of one of the funny pens, instead of a generic bundle of cookies.
So, I know what not to do next year. Don't assume that people who gave you gifts last year are close enough to give gifts to the next.
Signing off in rejection
-Phantomwitch
Have you ever had that feeling, where you realize that you aren't as important to other people as they are to you? When you notice that you're not one of the old crowd anymore, and they've kind of forgotten you were one of their closer friends back in the day.
Well, that day, the day of forgetting, happened to be today.
You can always tell at Christmas time. There are the friends you give presents to, and then there are the aquaintances you give food to. I'm one of the food people, now. Just last year, I got a homemade scarf. Just grey felt and an embroidered letter, but the thought was the important part. This year? Cookies. I was one of the class who got cookies. Getting cookies is like getting a candy cane from one of the people who carry around a box, in case they forgot someone. Cookies are nondescript, no real thought put into them, and you can give them to anyone. Have a teacher, someone you knew in preschool, your next-door-neighbor's little girl? Give them cookies.
I spent thirteen dollars this year getting supplies so I, too, could give out homemade presents this year- I usually give out specially picked bookmarks. But this year, I had all my birthday money that I hadn't spent on my winter coat yet, so I decided I wanted to get people good presents. I bought letter charms, beads, and ribbon to make personalized, any-length necklaces. In my first attempt, I spent time packaging the necklace on a piece of cardstock, to resemble the kind of display you get from stores. I put the card with the necklace in a beautiful ceramic heart box. I was going to make two more, so I would have one for each of the girls.
And then I got cookies.
Now, I don't know whether to make a necklace for each girl in my class, or if I should just save my thirteen dollars' worth of supplies for a project that will be appreciated. It was truly a waste of money and time. Practically all I did yesterday was shop. I had my dad drive me out to Michael's. I searched for the nonchristmasy thin ribbon and the right letter charms. I found beads to go with them so the necklaces wouldn't look so cheap. Now, I have ninety dollars left to buy my winter coat and to buy presents for my family and closer friends who don't go to my school. I just wish that the old crowd still thought I was worthy of one of the funny pens, instead of a generic bundle of cookies.
So, I know what not to do next year. Don't assume that people who gave you gifts last year are close enough to give gifts to the next.
Signing off in rejection
-Phantomwitch