I feel as if I'm the only person who doesn't enjoy the holidays. I feel as if I'm crazy and foolish for hating it. My hate starts first with those stupid commericals. I hate it how everyone expects a present from me. I have told my friends, and I guess I will have to remind them once more, I don't buy Christmas presents, so don't expect me to suddenly change and buy you something. If I want to get you a present, I will buy you something when I'm in the store and something reminds me of you. I hate how spoiled people are during christmas, and how they like to show it off. I hate how people are so self centered over christmas. I hate how my mom drinks even more during the holidays. I hate the holiday tension that floats around my house. I hate my mother's tears during Christmas. I hate how Christmas morning always starts off with a hangover for my mom. I hate the atmosphere. I hate Christmas Carols. I hate the whole idea of how my parents tricked me into believing into Santa. I hate how they lied to me when I was younger about him. I hate how parents lie to their kids about Santa. I hate how the kids actually believe them. I really pity kids when I see them in line at the mall waiting to sit on "Santa's" Lap. I hate how Christmas is such a corporate holiday. I hate how everyone treats me like I'm crazy because I don't like christmas. I really don't want anything for Christmas this year, I'd like to just sleep in the whole time to be honest. All I really want is for people to donate money to Charity, and that's the complete truth.