The Christmas That Was

shopping

Every year, I get the worst gifts from my cousins. I’m not really the kind to be overly critical when it comes to the gifts that I receive but getting a domino pen holder bought from Divi or a box of second-hand books by authors I never even heard of from maarte yet cheapass cousins when you’re already 25 is offending. I mean I’m fine with cheap gift as long as the item is freakin’ meaningful, something that I can actually use.

A freakin’ pen holder? Hands-me-down books?

Seriously?!

Of course, me and my sister could always return the favor but we can’t bring ourselves to give them paperclips for Christmas. It just wouldn’t be right.

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