Why not discuss Christmas? I mean, everyone likes sparing one day of their lives to give a shit about Jesus and those who don't really do a marvellous job of pretending to. That said, I am part of the latter minority and have been this way ever since my parents admitted that the overweight homo sapiens in red who derives joy from having children sit on his lap was indeed one big hoax. Upon this discovery I was then able to grow up a little inside and concede that Christmas was a stress-filled affair scattered with glorified roastgoods and paper bonbons filled with jokes pertaining to a certain epoch which allowed for crass and all-round incongruousness.
To me, Christmas is just another day, one which I'd no doubt sacrifice even if it meant returning all the presents I've accumulated and haven't yet thrown out over the past sixteen years. I can understand and tolerate (yes, contrary to popular belief I am capable of this) the religious significance of it all, it's one thing to tolerate and one thing to involve oneself. Despite my father's insistance that I partake in religious activities solely based on the fact that I attend an Anglican school, I prefer to be on the observing end of things. And that concludes my view on Christmas, though it's probably more of a rant rather than a view.
As for what I want, well, I really have no clue. I may or may not decide to purchase a new laptop (which will ultimately help decide my fate in the VCE) and am tossing up whether a webcam for vlogtastic purposes involving collaborations with Nick will be a worthy investment. In the meantime, I'm tired and craving TV so I might conclude what is probably the most terrible blog I have ever written. Have a splendiferous Christmas and if I'm still jetlagged, an awesome 2009.
Bethany
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