Christmas

Christmas

A Story by Astrid Alexander
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My seasons greatings

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'Tis the season to be jolly fa la la la la la la la.
Happy Christmas, merry holidays, blah blah blah. I hate Christmas, I'm not religious, I hate my family, I have to talk on the phone to people and s**t. If there's one thing I hate more than Christmas it's birthdays, but they're the same thing, just another f****n' day. Well at least this year I'm with my best friends family or 'new family' or 'family number 3' as I call them in my mind. Which means 1 writing, 2 alcohol, 3 wifi and 4 tumblr. The thing about the holidays though is that I get all weird and like you know anti-social and s**t. I got told that I have synesegentiphobia which is a fear of relatives. I think it's anyones relatives for me so my carer or 'mum number two' or 'mum' for short or as I call her 'you' is more like friend than family. She knows more about me than my on flesh and blood, which is funny because I don't talk to them.
Ok maybe that wasn't funny but whatever, I hope your Christmas or holidays or wahtever the f**k you celebrate is better than this bullshit that I will have to stand out tomorrow. Yay for 3am writing. It always ends up regretful.

© 2012 Astrid Alexander


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Added on December 23, 2012
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Astrid Alexander
Astrid Alexander

Australia



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