A lovely little christmassy rant.

Hello christmas! It's been a whole year, and once again I had forgotten what you were like. All rushing and working and sadness and joy mixed up into one. It was always kind of hectic, but not as much as this year. Since when was it "the kids job" to put up the christmas tree while Mum's away at work. Isn't it supposed to be a family thing? And now it's "put up the christmas tree or there won't be any presents under it." I'm starting to think it isn't even worth the bother.

This year was hard enough on me, being my first year of major exams, soo I've been stressed out about that, and now I feel like christmas is stressing me out too! It's supposed to be happy. Give, receive, love, have fun. That was what it used to be like.

I remember christmas one year, about 2006 I think, when we lived on a different street and my best friend was 10 doors down from us. We had christmas is a tent on the front lawn. We were up at dawn and eating lollies and other unhealthy foods until the late afternoon. We still find remnants of that day in the tent. That was a real christmas, no hassle, just fun.

Maybe only young children have fun at christmas. With turning 16, did I lose out on that fun? (I know my profile says 17, it lies)
But then, my younger sister is losing out too. Do I have to bring her down?
Or maybe it's because Dad isn't here anymore. But by that logic, christmas should have been like this since 2007.
So what went wrong?

It's Mum. She's unhappy. But I don't know what about. She's just deflating, little by little, and it's time like this that it shows.
What to do?
What to do...

Maybe it's not just christmas, maybe it's having two children at home all day everyday until school starts up again.

I don't know.

Or maybe christmas is the fault. Maybe this year is just too much. Maybe it will go away after a while...

Maybe.....


Either way, Merry Christmas Quibblo.