Xmas is the time of reunion and all the family get together! You know what means? Lots of people crammed up in a small place. For several hours. Heck, for two days! Not only I hate being around so many people and with no escape rope, I was also not allowed to do many of the things I kind wanted to do to distract myself.
You know, just sit there and be an adult. Be boring, please.
Ah, the family drama about the tv. Because people absoluctely need to watch the news. Yes, they know what the news are going to be again, but they still really need to watch them, it’s fulcral. And it doesn’t matter if nobody’s paying attention, I don’t get to change the channel for something more… interesting. No. No, you can’t play, you anti-social lady. No, you can’t go to your room, you have to stay here with us and be social. No, you can’t use the laptop. Actually, just give us the laptop so we can watch this totally boring codfish hunt documentary nobody under 40 gives a shit about and so you can’t really touch your own computer for hours… And believe it or not, by the next day, my mom tried to make me feel guilty about not changing the channel to the news, saying that was the reason for my grandparents to have left the house early. Even if the news segment was most likely over by the time they left…
So yeah, tl;dr, xmas is all about stress. At least I had pictionary and the younger crew (the youngest being 18) was able to do something mildly entertaining while waiting for midnight. More drama ensued on Xmas day about TV channels again, but then we got to play the Wii and SuperMario and that was really fun.
Oh, and my cousin brought a Nespresso machine to my place, wonderful! I had tons of coffee and my coffee stock has probably gone to waste by now, because everyone decided they deserved a share. Amazing.