LISTEN . . please? {♥} chainedwonderland v3.0

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..while I may be a happy-go-lucky person at times, I am a big dreamer. I love Japanese things, especially the Gothic and Punk stuff..and Ayumi Hamasaki. I also love Anna Sui-ish graphic art. I enjoy singing, composing, drawing, doodling, surfing the net, watching TV, reading, designing clothes, and sleeping. I try my best not to judge people, but I do have the tendency to be snobbish or stupid at times, but I'm not perfect - nor is anyone else. I believe that all people are born with talent, and that everyone is unique. And if you have a problem with that, then get out.
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Saturday, December 13, 2008 it feels like Christmas!

oh yes it does.
It's Christmas, people! The holiday everyone loves!!
I mean, it's getting colder and colder by the second. And this is a tropical country.
We went to SM, and the department store was FILLED WITH PEOPLE. And, of course, there were the annoying remixes of Christmas carols playing.
We bought some gifts(not as much as I usually buy, though. I'm broke!), a Snowman plushie, and some sparkly ball thingies to decorate the tree.
I spent the whole friggin' morning downloading the torrent of the Muppet Christmas Carol for my dad. Boy, does it bring back memories.
But for some reason, as much as the holiday makes me happy, it also makes me feel. .

. . SAD.

Maybe because it was Christmas day 6 years ago that my dad found out my mom was pregnant with a different guy?
Or because of the Christmas 2 years ago where my dad completely ignored me and paid attention to his (now ex-)girlfriend instead?
Or because I still can't accept that Santa Clause isn't real?

There are a bunch of reasons. I don't even wanna think about the others.
I'm going into Scrooge mode.

*shouts angrily to noone in particular*

BUT, guess what makes me happy during the holidays:
GIVING.
No, really!
Last Christmas, my dad bought a family-sized pizza from Pizza Hut.
But because of guilt(calories!) and pity for the kids who had their noses pressed against the store window, he decided to give the remaining slices away.
And by remaining slices, I mean, like, more than half the pizza. (6 slices, I think.)
It's much better to give streetkids food, after all. Yeah, give them money and they'll use it for drugs. Or give it to their "masters"(a.k.a. sindikato).
No, pizza was definitely perfect. The little boy he gave it to even shared the pizza with his friends(or siblings? they didn't really look alike . . ) and they all looked really happy.

That, I think, carries the true meaning of Christmas.
It's more than just bright lights.
Or giant trees.
Or endless presents.

It's generosity that matters.
And I think I'm gonna try that this year!

Yuki