The commercialisation of christmas makes me a christmas hater. Especially if I encounter a red robed bastard saying "Ho! Ho! Ho!" and it's not even December!
Christmas is nice for kids and they should get their presents as long as the magic works. Adults are so easily frustrated with christmas because they don't feel the magic anymore. And I never witnessed a christmas eve without arguments.
Had a choir in my heart and had to kill it to survive.
Who said christmas is responsible for this shitty year?
If christmas hasn't lost its shiny fascination for you than you are lucky and I wish you a merry christmas.
And nobody needs to badmouth this year - it IS a shitty year. Almost everybody I know had big problems this year - health, money and whatever.
That's not being pessimistic or spoilsport, it's a realistic estimation.
If you think that's an shitty opinion than I'm a damn bastard... but you already knew that.
Had a choir in my heart and had to kill it to survive.
Piet_B wrote:Es war für uns Alle ein hartes Jahr (Benzinpreise, Politik, Arbeitslosigkeit, Entlassungen, persönliche Schicksaale, etc.). Aber warum ausgerechnet Weihnachten dafür verantwortlich machen? Das ist das, was ich bei vielen Menschen einfach nicht verstehe...und warum wird der Frust immer bei den Falschen ausgelassen?
Translated to understand what I mean: I think christmas is not an event, we can make responsible for our private or economy problems. I respect, if some people can't do anything with it (although I can't understand it really) but what makes this event to hateful?
i speak only for myself, nearly the whole year was a pain! that had nothing to do with x-mas, which i still celebrate with my little daugther... and i think a lot ppl in this forum had not their best year... enough said!
Well... and a hot bath tub is relaxing, too... maybe even with company (though I don't have a bath tub right now and nobody would fit in it with me )
I'm done packing my bags, can't sleep and it seems I got another cold. Weather is already sh*tty here, why not some sleet? At least all seems to be okay with my father who recuperates from a serious surgery (aneurism) and - if I make it back until New Year's Eve, I'll met my brother again.
Had a choir in my heart and had to kill it to survive.