And I am reminded yet again of why I hate the Christmas season.
Christmas I like. Christmas is the celebration of Christ’s birth (even though he wasn’t actually born on December 25, but we should all know that by now, right?).
Christmastime is full of cheesy songs and movies and repetitive carols (some of which I love, others I get sick of three days into the season) that remind me that this year, yet again, I am single and the only people who care enough about me to, well, care are my parents and people who live thousands of miles away.
Awesome.