It's that time of year again, Christmas time. It's a time for family and friends to go to the mall and buy people the presents they want, right? Wait, that's not what Christmas is all about? Are you sure, because I am pretty sure it's all about presents, food, family and friends, not baby Jesus. If it was all about baby Jesus wouldn't we all be buying presents for a child in Mexico? How lucky would that kid be? I would have loved to be that kid, people sending me presents from all around the world! Unfortunately, my name is not Jesus and I don't live in Mexico. Maybe I'll have a child name it Jesus and then my kid will have a killer Christmas.
OK I got off track a little bit I guess. So like I was saying, Christmas is the time of year we stress ourselves out trying to make all of our friends and family happy by buying them gifts, eating until we burst, spending time with our family and friends, and drinking ourselves stupid to make that time spent with them more enjoyable.
I personally tend to get really stressed out and on edge around Christmas time. When I was 23 all I wanted for Christmas was a pair of pink Adidas shoes and pink shoelaces to accompany the shoes. Seriously that was all I wrote down on my Christmas list, so I assumed I would get those shoes for Christmas. I was so excited to show my friends my new shoes I had told them all about. Christmas morning finally came and I couldn't wait to open up my brand new pair of shoes! I tore through my presents and found the first part of the only two items on my list. There sitting in front of me was the pink shoelaces to go with my pink Adidas shoes. I was stoked! There were only a few presents remaining that could possibly contain my prized shoes. Well, I opened all of the rest of those presents and no shoes. I was so upset, I am sure I looked like someone killed my dog. My mom piped up and said, "Oops, we forgot one of your presents in the basement.". Immediately I was relieved and thought, here comes my shoes. She came back upstairs with a small box and handed it to me. It was a personalized medic alert bracelet. I have never been so angry in my life, but I am pretty sure I completely overreacted. I stood up and raced up to my room while yelling about getting the shoelaces but no shoes and how completely ridiculous that was. I stayed up in my room for the rest of the day in tears. Now most of you might believe that maybe my parents gave me the shoes the next day or something like that? No. I never got those shoes to match the pink shoelaces. If you ask me, I am still a little bit bitter about it, and I honestly don't remember the reason for not getting my shoes. It was probably a decent reason but I am bitter over getting just the shoelaces that didn't have any reason to be bought. I didn't have any other pink shoes to pair them with. All I know is I might have overreacted a little bit but imagine asking an IPod and a car charger for the IPod. Nice right? Now imagine your parents just buy you the IPod charger but not the IPod. How would you react?
I wish I was baby Jesus. I would have gotten those shoes and shoelaces for sure. I mean who really wants to piss off baby Jesus? Maybe I can change my name and make myself female adult Jesus? Now there is a thought.
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