A rundown of the day, mmkay?
Woke up at 7am, dawdled in the room a bit, got ready for the day, went up to find Da making breakfast, chilled in the kitchen for about an hour, woke Mum and everyone else up, and had Christmas. I didn't get many presents, but the ones I got were awesome. Mum and Da replaced my camera, I got a cool calendar as per tradition, I got a scarf, two pairs of gloves, lots of candy, mini-ketchup and mini-tobasco that Da brought back from Las Vegas, some beginner piano book thingies (I was SOO excited when I opened these! I have been wanting some beginner's stuff for so long! I think this was my favourite gift, followed closely by the camera) and a few other things that were perfect and really thoughtful, but that weren't mega-expensive or what most people would think are cool. All my gifts this year were perfect, save two, and those two that weren't perfect were the expensive ones that Mum said she didn't care if I returned. She didn't know what to get me, and she said she wouldn't get her feelings hurt if I returned this stuff. I hope I don't sound like a spoiled brat, but I could put the money to better use than what I got. All my gifts were small and not "awesome" in the "normal" sense, but they were perfect and I think this is one of the best Christmases I've had in a long time. We opened gifts person by person, making it last way longer than it would have been. And we got to see what everyone else got, and be happy for them. Ya know, I'm glad that not a lot of money was spent on me. It's the quality (or rather, how "applicable", for lack of a better word, it is to me), not quantity, that I care about. I would be more happy with some "junk" picked out from the Dollar Tree or the Thrift Store than with some generic "here-have-a-Christmas-present" gift. That's not to say that I don't like to get nice things once in a while, but I don't just want something because it's expensive. I want something that is me. And that's why I love my little sibs. They always give gifts that mean something, even if it's just some stuff glued together that they made at cub scouts. Those are the things that mean the most to me, that have memories attached to them, the things that I keep and cherish. Holy wow, that was long. Sorry 'bout that. All my philosiphisyzing on Christmas gifts. Anyways, we had a break in the present-opening to have breakfast, and there was some swing-type Christmas music on, and Mum was in the family room dancing all by her lonesome, so of course I had to go in there and dance with her. It was fun, and funny, 'cuz neither of us really knew what we were doing, as I've only been taught to dance two times, and neither of us knew the guy's part.
After presents an' all that jazz, we cleaned up (and by "we" I mean Da, Mum, and me), people went off to various parts of the house to play with their gifts (I plopped myself down at the little keyboard and enjoyed my beginner's booklets), then we got ready to go to someone-from-our-ward's house. We stayed there for 'bout 5 hours, and it was okay. I read for most of the time, little social butterfly that I am. Came home minus Giselle and Jothan, who are spending the night there, watched "Iron Man" (which wasn't nearly as stupid as I thought it'd be), and now Mum and Aurora are watching "The Dark Knight". The first time I watched that movie, it was cool, the second time, it was cool as long as it was a fighting scene or a scene with the Joker, but this time it was just too slow and I left just before Batman was going to sneak into that Chinese dude's office.
I'm gonna read and then...I dunno...maybe go to bed. So g'night, my loverlies! Hope you all had a fantasmariffisplendatacularmondocoolheckatightsweenesslikeohmygoshthisisalongword Christmas!
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