Yesterday, Christmas came and went. Instead of spending my Christmas eating and conversating with family like most people do, I spent mine at a friend's house watching a Canadian ripoff of Harry Potter.
Now the official reason for leaving was that my friend no longer has family in the state, so I was going to keep them company. Valid, but not entirely true. The truth is, I hate Christmas. I hate the lights and decorations. I hate the music. I hate the superluous spending. And most of all, I hate this odd obsession with santa clause.
Normally all this dislike just leads me to stay in the backdrop and not ask for any gifts. This year however was the first I skipped the whole thing. The thing is, while some of my reasoning may be sound (i.e. the lack of giving to needy causes; people spending money they don't have, etc), I really can't think of any reason for a complete avoidance of the festivities.
I mean, I like food enough, and even if I dislike the fact we all feel required to spend time with each other (as opposed to finding normallized time with family), I do love and appreciate my family. So what's the problem then? Why can't I just participate on the most basic of levels?
Well honestly, I can't tell you. But I can tell you Christmas isn't the only day I behave so anti-socially. I did the same thing on Thanksgiving, and haven't celebrated a birthday since high school.
Maybe I'm just not a festive person, or perhaps alternative thinking has lead me to avoid normalcy. Whatever the cause, it is bothersome enough for me to write about it.
I should probably work on that...oh well...
Have fun in the New Year everybody :)
Tony "el Tigre"
hoponthehighhorse.blogspot.com
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