Well, the question as to whether I am more of a Grinch or a Who poses a slight problem. You see, I seem to change according to how close D-day is approaching. Up until about the... 24th... I am a complete GRINCH. Like, I HATE shopping. I am almost always behind on it. So I get to rush around for a couple weeks trying to think of all the people I have to buy gifts for. Can you say STRESSFUL? I could also go without getting guilt trips from my lovely Father who likes to make me feel like S**T for not spending the holidays down there. I'm sorry but I cannot come up with one good reason as to why I would rather spend the holidays with Mr. Grumpy and do absolutely nothing Christmas-y at all when I can chill with my fam jam and eat craploads of awesome food and watch movies.
When all that stuff finally comes to an end, theres no stopping all the fricken joy that radiates from me, usually around Christmas Eve when I can just chill and have no more worries. We usually watch National Lampoons Christmas Vacation. Its pretty much tradition. My mom always makes caramel corn and cookies and sooooooo much food that I pretty much double my current body weight. Then when Christmas morning finally comes, me and my sister wake my little brother up first, just to tell him Santa came! We all then go jump on the parents and wake them up. I know its quite childish, but its tradition. I'll prolly still do it when I have my own family! :)
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