Merry Christmas!

Christmas, to me, has always been just another ordinary day, it has not been particularly significant but it has not also been particularly insignificant.Perhaps in some way, the festive season is all about doing something for someone you care about, about gathering with others, giving something to someone in need of your help, about toasting with others, about being cosy at home, about dreaming, you know all those good stuff.And everyone has their own unique way of spending it, however they choose to do so is really their personal preference and nobody really should be able to comment on the way Christmas (be it eve, day or boxing day) is spent, for to do that would be to impose your own idea of Christmas on others, which may be a very subjective notion altogether.

I am a very homey, home-like sort of person, I enjoy spending quality time at home with people I care about, doing perhaps the most ordinary things as I would every other ordinary day because I think it is more important to be nice to people you care about every other day rather than just on special occasions / days. Then again, because home is such a comfortable place for me that I don't really see the need to go out and indulge in the commercialism of the festive season. Then again, maybe the reason why I'm thinking the way I am now is perhaps attributable to the fact that I've once celebrated Christmas eves, days like never before when I was then a teenager. I would hit the town with my friends, be where the crowd would be and join in the crowd in the countdown to Christmas day, you know, the really typical things you do when you are a teenager.

Now, all I want to do during Christmas is to spend time with people I care about, be it watching some cheesy chick flicks or just a simple not too elaborate dinner would be fine.

Christmas is sometimes a tad too overly immoderated, celebrated and overly commercialized and sometimes it makes one think for a second that the season of giving is but a mere euphemistic way of describing the celebration of materialism. I mean people (in particular, in Singapore) no longer celebrate Christmas the way it should be, it's a spending quality time with people you care: it's calling people up (or texting/emailing) wishing them well and going to visit some of them, it's renting cheesy Christmas movies or cartoons that depicts the story of Christ so that we can appreciate his sacrifice for us a little better and also facilitates as a form of reminder of the purpose of his sacrifice and how we should all become better Christians, its about seeing your loved ones' smiles. In my humble opinion, that is the spirit of Christmas. Not the rushing and gushing down to malls to wipe the shops' shelves clean, it's not some expensive dinner at a swanky restaurant in town, it's not even about how much cash you've got or what your beliefs and experiences are, it's much more than that.

Christmas is really just spending time with people you love with that touch of coziness and sense of happiness, and whoever you are, I sincerely wish you from the bottom of my heart that sense of happiness and coziness for you and your loved ones on Christmas.

Merry Christmas in advance everyone!

I'm not someone who's exceptionally good with words or compliments, so whenever I pay someone a compliment, I mean it and whenever I say something that's so not me, I mean it too. Sometimes it's hard to tell what's real and what's not because of one's preference in seeing / hearing what one wants to see / hear, thereby becoming all so oblivious to the patent truth but then sometimes its just because one's been fooled one too many times, so much so that, he/she is afraid to trust what's said and done.When that happens, the best thing to do is to sit around a little longer, observe and draw conclusions on your own, I believe time is always the best measure / proof for anything said /done and actions often speak louder than words.

I'm not someone who's exceptionally good with words or compliments, so whenever I pay someone a compliment, I mean it and whenever I say something that's so not me, I mean it too. Sometimes it's hard to tell what's real and what's not because of one's preference in seeing / hearing what one wants to see / hear, thereby becoming all so oblivious to the patent truth but then sometimes its just because one's been fooled one too many times, so much so that, he/she is afraid to trust what's said and done.When that happens, the best thing to do is to sit around a little longer, observe and draw conclusions on your own, I believe time is always the best measure / proof for anything said /done and actions often speak louder than words.

It's funny how the past haunts you in a variety of way, leaving you with the deja vu feeling when something happens or when history sort of repeats itself. It's scary how you can't sometimes shake off those feelings when you vowed a long time to start anew and forget all about those feelings and I desperately need to change my mindset before I turn to someone whom I'm not.