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This Christmas wasn't as bad it should have been, on paper.
Yes, sure, the present level was minimal. I received many things that I could have done without and a fair few things that had a little thought behind.
An electric razor, perhaps, off my Grandmother.
Too much fucking chocolate.
Lacking in presents from all but two friends, one present of which, hasn't arrived yet.
A load of pointless stocking filler; some kind of manually punching frog on a pen; a really poorly made Newton Cradle (which is just annoyingly loud taps, really, and little else. Besides, i'm kind of up on Newton and his theories); etc.
The only reasonable presents were a nice jumper from Topman, a voucher (£10) for Topman, some books i'm quite excited to read (Animal Farm, a collection of Dylan Thomas poetry and Of Mice And Men), some shaving face cream (even though, I now have two electric shavers and some shaving cream. My god), a laptop case and an Andy Warhol 2009 calender, which has some really cool imagery.
The only main present I received was £100, placed in my account.
And we did get Guitar Hero: World Tour, but, family present.
It's getting to a point where, if I want something, I actually have to buy it myself, even around Christmas time.
I even have a Christmas list, but, no one ever asked, so, I never told.
I ordered Fleet Foxes' album, which arrived Christmas Eve, but, I shouldn't've had to.
Someone should have been buying me that.
It's very disheartening that even at Christmas, you can't let someone else take the costly bounty of buying things for you.
That's low.
I feel like i'm being forced into the same room as my father.
Vaguely 'useful' presents, rather than enjoyable ones.
I'm already a simple man.
I'm more than that, god damn it.
People keep saying 'Oh, I didn't know what to get you'
Well, surely you could have asked.
Besides, i'm not that hard to buy for, really.
I'm quite sophisticated, fashionable and independent and creatively music savvy; surely, you could have taken a step into one of those categories and had a poke around, but no.
I could have done with a nice, woolen jumper, or a scarf, but, not even that.
Fucking electric razor...
But, despite all the 'Meh' gifts, i'm actually in a good mood, and i'm not sure why.
Is it the season?
Or am I just...getting better at not throwing a fit.
Who knows?
However, i'm adopting a theory.
I've noticed that our family is very anti-social, it would seem.
On the actual day, my mother, sister and self paid a visit to my aunt Sian's for festive greetings, and it was shocking to see how many presents people were giving each other; how much thought was clearly given; the effort and the love and just the happiness in giving.
I was, needless to say, quite jealous.
My presents, and family's presents to each other seemed to lack any certain...personality or thought. Everything was just so...throw away or 'kooky'.
Also, the only people I received presents off were my family, not even family friends.
Our longest, Marge, didn't even buy for us this year, which was odd.
I can't see why we're not even considered spendable anymore.
Have we been extradited?
It would seem so, and it's quite sad.
As for my presents for people, I would say they had thought.
I bought my mother the new KOL CD, which wasn't in my better judgement, but, she'd had her eye on it and was pleased, so, good.
I bought my twin sister two Paramore posters, which haven't arrived yet, but, I have ordered, but, I know she wants.
I bought my elder sister a Rayman: Raving Rabbits...rabbit figure. She was quite pleased.
I bought my friend Jon a Pokeball plush toy, with a Pokemon (I forget it's name; the devolution of Maril) inside it.
And i've bought my friend Lisa a coat, but, i've yet had chance to give it to her.
And I didn't buy my Dad anything. Sadly, he lacks a personality, so, it's hard to.
I actually thought about my presents.
I just wish others would too.
...Fucking razor. I already had one.
Eliot
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