My favourite part of Christmas was being lucky enough to be alive and amongst my family and I'm happy that no one caused any drama. It only arrived today. Maybe it got lost in the mail. I am related to the best and the worst people I've ever met but I'm, thankful for the one's I like.
Christmas started in church cause we should not lose track of the fact that christmas isn't about santa claus, christmas trees and presents. Thats just people exploiting the true meaning of it. I gave out my cards which I spent hours drawing for the people I like. Headed home for a bit to wish my grandmother and my parents cause my father didn't want to come and my mother didn't want my father to be alone. My parents 20th anniversary was a couple of days back. We had dinner. At the dinner table. All five of us. This may sound strange to most people but the last time we all sat down for dinner at home together was years ago. I don't even remember. Yup.
Anyway, we went to Caroline's place after that. It was fun. She cooked enough to nourish all the world's straving children and everything tasted awesome! I told her I'd help her cook but being the lying scumbag I am, I didn't. Spend Christmas day at home cause my grandmother invited relatives and my mother ordered a ton of food.
Social gatherings make me unhappy sometimes cause I sometimes feel that a lot of people secretly hate me cause they know how secretly evil I actually am. Then I sometimes try to pin point these people but they often slip away. The ones I do catch pretend so well. I also pretend well cause I secetly hate most people too cause I know how secretly evil they are. And their secret evil is way more evil than my secret evil which is more like a secret not-good. Sigh. I wish I didn't have so many secrets.
