I woke up to the sound of Christmas songs blasting from the living room. My father has a habit of blasting music on certain occasions (or when he's doing the gardens) and Christmas definitely not excluded. Usually I'd either curse silently under my breath, still trying to sleep; using the extra pillow to block any sound from entering my ears (why do people like to make that seem as though it works!!!! because it doesn't!) but alas I'd get out of bed grumpy, open my door to be greeted by my jolly mother who has a whole menu of lunch for me -_- (don't ask me, she gets kicks from stuff like that I guess) In which I would decline all because my stomach doesn't seem to function before I brush my teeth and then the regular "Why!! You must eat!! Where else are you going to get your energy!!!" "HAIYO NOT HUNGRY YET LA!!" End setting would be me, in bed, listening to music from my phone.

but this is Christmas! And the loud songs don't bother me one bit!

(ok maybe a bit but it's Christmas, season of forgiving )


The POINT is, it's that time of year again :) Time to take that Santa hat out again yay!

Time to watch Christmas movies despite how corny they are!
Time to suck up to parents to get Christmas presents :D
Time to fat hau on Santa's lap ay caramba!!!!!!!