25th December, 2am.

[PhunkYMunkY]

Woken abruptly and late in the day as opposed to early and peacefully on the 24th at roughly 9pm.

Dawn French was on the telly playing the fat female vicar we all know but not nessacerily love. Worth a giggle, though, until the end where she was pushing some bogus "Help Africa" s**t. The children in the rain-saturated linen-made shack were asked about thier mother who had recently passed away through AIDs. The boys immediately began to cry. Slowly at first gradually rising to desperate wails. The eldest of the two boys, choking on his tears and holding his brother close, told how he had to do all the work for the family now thier father was ill, at which point a message at the bottom of the screen told us how thier father had died later after the film was made due to illness.
The program ended showing the cast with pink ribbons over thier arms showing support for the aid all looking silent and glum.

Well, this obviously doesn't raise the gleeful Christmas yuletide spirit I once knew. Neither does the divided sleeping spells opposing 'normal' sleep patterns with the rest of the family. I HAD PLANNED TO WAKE UP AT 3PM when mother dearest gets home from work but my brother turned off the electricity half way through the day to fix the oven(which I'll get back to.) so my alarm clock reset itself. So 9pm came around and I woke to my sister turning on the lights and shouting me to pass her a film I bought for us all earlier. (Grosse Pointe Blank.. pretty good.. cool fight scenes when they actually get to them)

Also, the sight of all this Christmas stuff.. the decorations, the corporate sponsors, the advertising, the Christmas specials on television, the inescapable guilt of not having money through the last month to buy anyone presents and only being paid yesterday when everything was out of stock... leaves me feeling unfulfilled and remorseful of these facts.

Ah yes, the oven. Still broken of course. The old aged couple who sold it to us are dirty low-lifed con-people who deserve nothing less than the boiling flames of Hell. While they're there they can cook our Christmas meal for us as we have no other way of getting the turkey crown into the microwave. Mother says she will slice it up and fry it.

Fried turkey slabs for Christmas dinner. With a side of marshmallows and popcorn, I should add. Washed down with straight Bacardi, I hope.

No presents under the tree. None. Just a cold room echoing the red green and blue shine of the happy tinsel and fairy lights. The dogs would probably find a way in here to chew them all up anyway.

I come to this point, however, just to say that I am glad for the supermarket nearby recently being given the license to sell alcohol over 24hours. I stocked up on plenty of booze to last me a few days and maybe through the new year. O wonderful, wonderful poison of liquid spirit, raise me blurred and decieved as I look through fooled eyes to see joy where there is only pain.

Oh and the Blackadder Christmas special had me laughing, too. It literally just ended and I only caught the end but it was great and just what I needed. Classics are the best.

Though this is undoubtedly one my worst Christmasses, I know, like the youth in asia (lol lo o euthanasia) it could be a heap worse. But should joy really be based on other people and thier situation or what you've always known?
I remember a time when my father still lived with us and mum would be cooking and dad would be entertaining my uncle and his wife at the time. My sister, brother and I would be playing the new games and other pleasantries we had recieved that day. We'd all sit around the table with the fire going and we'd be laughing and joking. It could have been a Christmas card if 1) It had snowed those days 2) My mum got a different haircut. I swear it was like a feral cat hugging the s**t out of her scalp.

So should I really try not to think of those Christmasses or should I think of what I could do next year. If it turns out just as bad, to do something about it and save some money to make sure it's a good Christmas?

I'm sure later today will be good. Who knows? Maybe I'll catch Santa :P

If you have similar experiences with Christmas, feel free to post them here.

I'd like to say, though, I sincerely wish you all a very good Christmas time and I hope you all get what you want and what you deserve. If there's one thing I realised about time like this, it's that friends are vital. Wether online or not, they will be there for you and they will care.

I hope this thread hasn't made you in any way sad either. I just felt like I wanted to say something... maybe this isn't the best place and maybe I'll be flamed for it but hey.. whatever.

Thankyou for being my friend, though, FAC. Merry Christmas to every one of you <3

Edit: /wrist D: lo o lo

[Hawk4444]

aww poor gray. :(

i woke up went to work and just sat in front of the tube and played a game.

nothing special this year either :huh:

if there is anything i can do gray. just tell me i'm here for you dude ;)

anything
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[PhunkYMunkY]

Send Bob Stanhope.

[Hawk4444]

believe it or not.

he said he's going to try and go out to merry ol england sometime next year in 06 :o

catch him if you can
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[unfocused]

last christmas was the best ever for my family. We couldnt fit all the presents under the christmas tree, there were so many, it was like a mountain. it was so awesome for the kids.

This year is gunna suck, it wont be half of what last year was. Noone has any money at the right time or bills are piling up. But the kids understand, we gave tham a great christmas last year, they know it would be hard to top that any year.
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[PhunkYMunkY]

I'll catch the fucker as soon as I get a net big enough.

Cheers for the present, dude.

[Razeal]

<3 Gray

I'd send you something to cheer you up, but, y'know, Post Offices and such :(

My Christmas could have been better, I'm sorta like the black sheep in the family... I don't like anything they like ;_;

At least Erin came and talked to me ~ <33333
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[fallenangel]

Aw, poor wittle Gway. You're too old for Christmas.

You'll have packages coming your way once the post office gets going again. They should work through the holidays, lazy fuckers.

My Christmas was depressing only because my family is so small, and everyone opted for cash aside from House. So it was one envelope of money and watching everyone else open their shit.

But I'ma go shopping. Mmmm commercialism.... :wub:
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[Razeal]

[quote="fallenangel (fallen)"] Mmmm commercialism.... [/quote]
And after Christmas Sales
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Cha Cha Chaaaa

[Hawk4444]

[quote="PhunkYMunkY (Gray Roberts)"] I'd like to say, though, I sincerely wish you all a very good Christmas time and I hope you all get what you want and what you deserve. If there's one thing I realised about time like this, it's that friends are vital. Wether online or not, they will be there for you and they will care.

Thankyou for being my friend, though, FAC. Merry Christmas to every one of you <3

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awwww ^_^ gray you know i'm there if you need someone to talk to buddy go ahead and check out the FAC manual thread here in general.

there just might be a special something waiting for you there gray

[quote]I'll catch the fucker as soon as I get a net big enough.

Cheers for the present, dude. [/quote]

i hope you get a big net. you'll need it lol.

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