What I Got Myself Into

(Or my obnoxious way of saying how I celebrated this Christmas)

The moment I realized it’s already December, I decided not to make the same fuzz that I did last Christmas; I’m going to celebrate it as quiet as I can and as peaceful as possible. Well, it was half and half.

This year, I tagged along with my roommates to their common friend’s place to celebrate Christmas. Actually, I didn’t want to come, I know I wouldn’t know most of the people and I get bored out of my mind whenever I attend parties plus I don’t have anything green to wear (yep, themed party, you’ll never allure me.) But since they are insistent; they don’t want me to celebrate on my own (that was touching) and they won’t have anybody to take their pictures, I gave in and tagged along. Thankfully, it was not regretful.

Initially, I was bored to death; it lasted for a good two hours into the night. I wouldn’t have felt that way if I had internet connection but sadly, my mobile service was temporarily disconnected for some reason I do not understand (it worked fine the next day, magically.) So I had to endure the first two hours being somewhat entertained by the running little boy who has a huge appetite.

Once the entire guest arrived, the feast started and I have to say they had a scrumptious spread that the picture didn’t give justice to:

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they went all out with meat.

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that little guy kept running away with food.

After the scrumptious meal was the usual parlor games mostly copied from Philippine variety shows save for the pass the cherry using plastic spoons. And yes I grudgingly joined each and every single game repeatedly thinking “let’s get this over and done with” until I actually felt that I am sort of enjoying it somehow.

One of the guest whom I forgot to ask the name of course started talking to us (by that I mean my roommates and I.) She’s a kind not so young lady, addicted to Asian dramas and is currently watching some of the Korean dramas that I am watching. We started talking about our favorite dramas, actors and actresses and it was fun. Who would have thought I’d meet someone that I can connect with at the party. She was hesitant to join the games as I was and she mentioned she’d rather sing and that there’s a videoke only she doesn’t know how to make it work. Hearing this I perked up and asked for the remotes. I wanted to practice what I got trained for when I worked as a call center agent for Dish Network. A few minutes later and a few input changes, I figured the player was not connected to the TV and asked for the house owner’s help regarding it. After the proper jack was connected, we started singing our lungs out and I started to really be in the mood; I’m a sucker for videoke machines.

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mood enhancer

Naturally I served another purpose, as my roommates’ personal photographer. I have to say I should really buy myself a camera sooner, I can develop this hobby. Here are a few shots I took:

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The girls are all smile while the kiddo is all grumpy, hmmm.

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my roommate with her boss/close friend

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I love ze lipstick

Finally, exchange gift. We were asked to bring a gift worth AED 25.00 (approximately $7) has to be unisex. Since I don’t have the time to buy the gift myself, I asked my roommate to buy it for me and since she’s a darling she wrapped it for me too thus, I didn’t have any idea what I gave the person who picked out my gift number. These are the gifts I received:

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I dunno whose gift is it but they are appropriate and I love them.

We bid them farewell once the exchange gift was done, we reached home around 2AM and I slept for about 6 hours. My boss gave me an off day that I spent mostly by watching dramas. I called my parents, and at this point I got a bit sad since they’re together, my parents, my three brothers and I am not there again although I must admit I lighted up when my dad said “your brother (2nd eldest of our family) made barbecue, like you do every year when you were here.” I know what he meant by that and it’s truly touching. I love my brother.

That’s what I got myself into this year. Surprisingly, it was better than I thought it would be, less pretentious and significant. Truly it is more meaningful if you don’t expect too much; there won’t be any disappointment only gratitude.

 

 

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