…going to my older brother’s house to spend christmas eve and christmas.
…waking up to Pasko na Naman by the Apo Hiking Society, in full, glorious stereo blasting. Yeahhhh…
…laughing at my niece and nephew as they try to contain themselves from opening all of their presents until “everybody else” gets there. and laughing some more when “everybody else” gets there at 3 p.m.
…eating until i have to nap, only to wake up and feed again. then nap again. it’s a great cycle.
…quietly bemoaning the decreasing number of gifts with my name on it.
…buying myself a present because my tastes are too expensive for anyone else to buy for me except for my boyfriend.
…remembering i don’t have a boyfriend to buy me shit, so i buy myself a second present to make up for it.
…filling out the ‘from’ field with ‘santa claus’, or better yet, ‘keanu’.
…having to fake a smile when answering why i’m not married with a thousand screaming children at my knees.
…thinking that i’d shoot myself in the left eyeball if i had a husband and a thousand screaming children like the person who asked me that question.
…praying at table, glad that, despite all the other crap that goes on, at least i’m surrounded by people who annoy me out of love.