Holidays and friends...

Well, my holiday weekend sucked. I'd say it was one of, if not the worst Christmas I can actually remember. We have no money to buy presents, but I'm fine with that. What I love about Christmas is getting the family together to sit around the table, eat food, and swap stories about how we've all been doing since we last saw each other. That didn't happen....at least not the way I wanted it to. I was really, <span style="font-style:italic">really </span>looking forward to decorating cookies with my cousins on Christmas eve, so my heart dropped into the pit of my stomach, and I honestly almost cried when I found out they decorated cookies the day before. That was all I wanted for the holiday, but instead I had to sit across from my bratty brother who stuck nasty things all over his cookies, and then ate all of mine, because I actually stopped and thought "Is this going to taste good?" By the time my aunt, uncle, and cousin's showed up for dinner I was so depressed that I just felt very numb the whole time. It was like I was there, but wasn't there. I was also really cold, and not feeling so well, because I believe I'm anemic. At least my aunt, uncle, and cousin's wished me a happy birthday. That was nice of them to remember.<br><br>On Christmas day my brother was all bratty, and annoying, because he was bored. I mean come on, he knew we would be there for a couple days, so why didn't he bring something to entertain himself like I did? It really made me mad every time he said he was bored, because then my grandmother would get all worried about entertaining him. She should have been relaxing, not catering after him, because he can't possibly live with the internet and social networking websites for a few days. Luckily, both my grandmother and I got a break from him for a few hours when a friend picked him up, and took him to a movie on Christmas day.<br><br> Today was still bad. My mother was angry, and upset, because of our financial situation, and then at work some jerks broke into the convalescent facility and took the dinner they planned for all the patients and nurses working the holiday. To make it worse, my brother got all bratty with her, which made her feel extremely sick. Then he started up with the "I'm bored" whining again. I swear, I was so mad at that point that I just kind of mentally shut down and stayed in my grandmother's bedroom away from everyone until my mom was able to get enough rest to take us home. <br><br>With all that drama and nonsense at least I came home to some happy news. The lovely Chibi made me an adorable pixel dog! She's so kind, and it just really cheered me up. A little while later I got a message from a friend. He bought me a hat I had been talking about, but unable to afford. Honestly, that was the first time in a long time that I literally got that warm fuzzy feeling. Both gifts had thought and effort put into them, and that is what makes me love them. Chibi probably spent a loooong time on the pixel dog, and my friend had to go find that hat WITHOUT a picture. I'm going to owe both of them big time when their birthdays roll around.<br><br>Tomorrow is when my mother is doing Christmas for just me, my brother, and herself. Hopefully it's the kind of homey Christmas dinner I wanted.<br><br><br>I guess the point of this is to vent out my frustration with the holiday, but also to vent about just how touched I am by those that go out of their way to make people happy. I was overflowing with frustration, and then those 2 made me overflowing with happiness.