Sunday we did the cross-Ontario tour o'Family Fun: Elmvale to Peterborough, Peterborough to Kingston, Kingston to Toronto, Toronto to home. While this might sound enjoyable, it was not. Not even a little bit. I've come to the conclusion that Christmas is largely over-rated and part of a plot developed by my family to keep me in subservience.
Monday was neat, I went to Gravity's family's Christmas Eve thing, and we exchanged our gifts. He got me opal and diamond earrings--very pretty. He loved the ring, too...a very nice night all around. I think his family likes me now, which is something I worry about a lot.
Christmas was fine. It's a holiday that's really lost all of its appeal for me since I was about thirteen. In fact, generally speaking, I could do without it all together. At least this year we stayed at home and I didn't have to see my extended family in toronto--in the words of someone else, there's nothing like your family to make you feel insignificant.
Why is this a depressing entry? I don't know. I'm in a melancholy, stupid mood, I guess. Christmas was alright, as such things go. I got lots of pyjamas. And a spice rack with a whole bunch of spices. Shoes, a watch, flannel sheets, candles, stuff like that. Dad was really happy with Almost Famous, and the sisters loved what I got them.
Yesterday I got up at 5:30 to go to the Future Shop with dad in search of major electronics deals. We were in Barrie by 6:15 and there were already about 200 people lined up outside, so we went to Wal-Mart instead. Where there was no one, an we bought exactly what we would have got at Future Shop (DVD player) for the same price. I bought myself Monty Python and the Holy Grail (special edition, with the Henry IV Part II subtitles for people who won't like the movie) and Wilco's AM, which was $7.99. Sweet.
Today we went shopping again and I spent most of my Christmas money. New jeans ($25) and a blue corduroy jacket with that fake lambswool stuff ($15) from Old Navy; White Musk perfume; long sleeve shirt with blue and silver design; red 3/4 sleeve blouse; periwinkle sweater; new LaSenza bra (and only $10); men's boxers, also LaSenza, for Gravity...they match the pyjamas Kori and Benjamin gave me for my birthday, and so I thought that was cute.
It was a long day. I ate a lot, though. The computer store called back and apparently my CD burner is actually broken now, which ticks me off, as I only got it a year ago.
This entry is making me feel really stupid and materialistic but I don't know what else to say. The things I am feeling right now are maybe better left unsaid for the moment, as they can bring no good to anyone. And besides, no one cares.