Christmas
Oh, Christmas. The time of year marked by stores from the day after Halloween until boxing day gimmicks start on the 26th. Where we all pretend to care about cheer and spirit, and spend paychecks on things people don't really need or want, but will be offended if they don't get.
Christmas.
As cynical as this sounds, the Christmas season is the greatest time of year. I mean, most people get at least a day off from work, two weeks off of school and the excuse to indulge in deserts wearing fluffy sweaters. There's nothing quite like sitting by the fire with the glow of the Christmas tree shimmering behind you. Then there's the ice skating, sugar cookies and those damn mandarin oranges, always the sweetest near the 24th.
I feel that in order to really enjoy Christmas, you need to expect nothing. Don't except snow flakes falling while your boyfriend proposes, or a new Xbox or phone. All you really should search for from Christmas is a little bit of love, and joy from people that you genuinely like. Those who set Christmas up to look like a Sears post card will undoubtedly be disappointed.
There's also nothing happier than Christmas movies, the best by far being "Elf". I feel a personal connection to "Buddy", constantly having your spirit compromised by life's pessimists. Christmas gives us all a little bit of an excise to act like Buddy, to show that we are really just children forced to grow older. We all feel a little excitement in the crinkling of wrapping paper, or seeing an old friend.
So Christmas, take what you want from it. However, its hard not to find a parcel of happiness tucked into a fold in its shiny red bow .
