~Everyday is a Fiesta~

There are gazillion reasons to hate the holidays - as stated on my previous post, 7 things I hate about the Christmas Season - but on the flip side - there are also a gazillion reasons to love the holidays. I'm not really your usual grinch so I've come up with the top 7 reasons to love the holidays:

1. Gifts - I don't think there's anyone in the world who doesn't love gifts - even if you do have a million scented candles, it's always nice to receive something from someone, and as my parents would often say, it's the thought that counts. Always. Except when you regift me with something I gave you last year.

2. Bonding with the Family - We've made it a tradition to be at our parent's house on Christmas day and even better if we're together on Christmas Eve. It's hot chocolates, gifts, laughter and a lot of bonding time with my siblings and parents. Even if you don't have a family of your own, you can still have a get together with friends whom you can call family. For an even better experience, if you do have a family of your own, try to adopt any of your friends(or strangers) on Christmas day.

3. Parties! - Office parties? Check. Once-a-year-family-parties? Check. You can think of all kinds of parties - a hat party, a costume party - all in celebration of the holidays.

4. Food. lotsa food. - During January, people line up the doors of Fitness First, Gold's Gym, in order to trim off the excessiveness of the recent holiday. Good news for the gyms, bad news for your waist. However it's the holidays, so you're excused!

5. Lists - I'm not sure if this phenomenon happens only during the holidays, but the web comes up with a lot of lists during the holidays - 10 scariest Christmas songs, 10 holiday gifts for women, etc etc - oh shoot, I'm making a list. Guess I'm part of thaaat.

6. Costumes - During the holiday parties, you can get away with wearing any costume you want. The ladies can get away with sexy santa costumes, or silly little elves, while the men can do away with the Santa Costume and pretend(or not) to have a big tummy.

7. Vacation - Although studies have shown that the holidays can be stressful and can lead to SAD, a few days away from work is always welcomed with open arms. Who wouldn't love to wake up late in the morning without thinking of how to get to work, how much traffic you'll encounter, and how much BS you have to deal with?

Additional reasons(this list just keeps getting longer!):
Christmas Songs - No matter how annoying they are, admit it, a small part of you loves to listen to these christmas songs. Whether it's the Simpson sisters singing Little Drummer Boy, or a choir singing Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer, you find yourself humming a Christmas Song or two.

The Movies - As early as November, Hollywood comes out with movies to draw out the holiday crowd. This year, I'm itching to watch I am Legend by Will Smith, and believe it or not, Alien Vs Predator. Read the list here.

The holidays are both loved and hated by many. What matters is how you look at it - what's the risk in trying to enjoy a holidays that promises sexy santa costumes, delicious food and only the warmth a family can bring? On the other hand, misery loves company, so if you hate the holidays, why not spend it with the people who hate it too?

You just might start liking the holidays with them.

I'm just a regular scrooge ain't I.

I don't mean to be one, but I can't help getting the mean side of me OUT this season. After Valentines Day, Christmas is one of my most detested holidays. No, Santa didn't skip my chimney the other year, and there's nothing wrong with my brain. I'm sure there are hoards of us who don't like the Christmas season. Not one bit.

Simply because of...

1. Scented Candles (or the lack of creativity with giving gifts) - Last Christmas, I received a grand total of 10 scented candles, that although sweet smelling, are gathering dust on my coffee table. People, I know it's a busy season, and you probably don't have time to buy me a decent gift (or anyone for that matter), but this Christmas, let's stick to Gift Cards okay?

2. Christmas Sweaters - Why do they still make these?

In an interview, Kathy Hilton admitted to wearing one during Christmas family reunions. Lesson: Not even the richest people are spared from this fashion crime. It's cute with kids but with adults, cmon, not even the world's top model can pull it off.

3. Traffic - in the department store aisles, at the cashier, at the gift wrapping section. It's not entirely different from the traffic on the roads, but department stores are silent witnesses to numerous cart crashes, parents' raised voices("no, it was my son who saw that first so that's mine!", "you cut our friggin' line!"), children screaming and crying("all i want is another crazy frooog!") and dignified adults having a meltdown.

4. Little brats running around NOT RELATED TO YOU - this may just be another proof that I'm better off single. I love kids, I really do, but they have to be mine or sired by my siblings. Any child by my neighbor, or my mother's sister's  brother in-law's whatever, no matter how cute or adorable, is not qualified to be spoiled by yours truly. During Christmas Reunions, I have this urge to be the little devil that I am to these kids,"Guess who mommy loves more?? With that toy Lawrence, I'm sure it's Lilly".  Gawd, I'm 27 turning 45, "Oh Lilly let me take your picture with that cute lil sweater...(so I can blackmail you when you get older)..".

5. The air of hypocrisy during parties - whether it's an office party where you have to mingle with the bosses(whom you just mentioned to your officemates you'd like to staple to the wall) and pretend like you're having fun or a family reunion where Aunt Dolly gave you another Christmas sweater (like the years before). I detest these parties because everyone pretends to be in good terms with everybody(oh darleen, thank you for this gift.. which I gave you 2 years ago...).

Office parties - So it might be a bit fun with just your best buds in the office, especially when you're singing off key during karaoke time. However, when it's the boss's turn at the mic, you HAVE got to clap your damn hands. On the other hand, the bosses have it hard too - they have to pretend they don't want to maim you for 20% decrease in sales this year.

Family parties - My family is my life. My family includes my parents, siblings, a few of my parent's siblings, and a few cousins including our little dog Tampa and his new family. Does not include other the cousin of whoever's cousin, who is also the cousin of whoever - you get the point. Call me anti-social but during family parties, I stay holed in my room surfing the net. Beats air-kissing.

6. Muzak  - you know you hate it. While shopping in the mall, riding the elevator - the muzak is horrible this time of the year. Most Christmas songs I know are psychologically damaging ("I saw mommy kissing.. SANTA CLAUS!? nooo!). Played once, fine, but played numerous times, in different tempos, renditions and often in endless medleys - it can be annoying. Lucky you, if you brought your music player though.

7. Singlehood - Aside from Valentine's day, Christmas is one season where being alone - single, not in relationship, no complications - is emphasized more than ever. It doesn't help that during family reunions, your relatives can't keep their mouth shut about you being single when all your cousins are married, popping babies and how they know someone who you might wanna date.. etc etc(it would be great if they actually referred someone interesting..)

This Tuesday I'll be your regular Ebenezer Scrooge and stay holed in my room. If you wanna talk to me, travel to the east bearing gifts of Frankincens, Myrrh and Gold. I just might turn social.

 

I love to sleep. If there's one habit I'd like to continuously develop, it's the art of sleeping. I've been able to sleep in the strangest places, cramped, hot, cool, scary - you name it, I've probably slept on it - or in it!

I've tried sleeping inside a cabinet - as a kid I get scared easily and my refuge would be the cabinet in my room. In the morning, my mom would find me in the cabinet when she can't find me on my bed. I think until know I can still sleep in my cabinet.

I've tried sleeping on sand - it's cool to the skin, but can be uncomfortable considering the amount of insects you'd encounter after one night.

Care to mention transportation? Bus, train, planes, etc - I've slept in it all. I've tried sleeping in a box, a suitcase, and on hard wood - man that last one was probably the worst of the bunch, I couldn't feel anything but the pain on my back! (or maybe I'm just getting old).

One of the reasons I quit my day job was because I couldn't enjoy my sleep. I'd leave home way too early, then arrive really late - no time to relax because during weekends, my boss would be "delegating" work. Now I know there are people who live on less than 5 hours of sleep in a day, and definitely, count me out. My sleep has to be 8 hours at least - or else I won't function properly during the day (zombie alert) and no amount of coffee can't perk me up.

After quitting my work, I was so pleased at the thought of sleeping a full 12 hours.

Unfortunately, a week after quitting, I still haven't managed to do so.

Why am I not sleeping? Do I have insomnia? This is scary. i love to sleep! but i cant sleep! could.. could... they have taken all my yawns?  When will I be able to sleep properly again! Should I be taking sleeping pills?

My eyes are so tired but my brain is still working. This has got to stop.

I just quit my day job.

I was employed at the same company for 6 years now and during those long years in service (not too long for others i know), you ask, what have I done?

• Woke up early - too early because my house was a planet away from the office. I abhor waking up early. But like most things I hate, I learned to live with it.. until recently.
• Worked for a boss who's always out of town, and I had to handle all his shit. I am so through with that.
• Photocopying. Filing. Photocopying. Filing. Typing. Stapling. Removing Staple wires. Shredding documents. Ouch too many papercuts. Too many clients screaming at my ears. Too many vacation leaves left untouched. Too many lunch dates cancelled.
  
• Been staying in a cubicle that looks like the insides of a milk carton and lest I die of boring cubicle, I quit my job.

So maybe I had it lucky. After all, the company did pay SORTA well. I didn't have to scrimp on money, nor did I hesitate going on a party for fear that all my money be spent on drinks - I had it good.

But good only goes so far. I want more.

To put it simply, I quit my day job because I got so bored. Call me idealistic, call me insane, call me dumb-ass for all I care, I want more than my job could offer, I want more than all the money in the world - I want a life. I think I've put my life on hold for so long I might be dead. I don't want to be 59 and hitting myself in the head because I wasn't able to do the things that I've been wanting to do (God I hope this isn't what they call mid life crisis)

Cheers. Welcome to my blog!