Well, I am back from spending the Christmas day with my family. Er.. well, where to start. Okay, firstly, yesterday was fun, I spent most of yesterday with my sister and niece. When Skye fell asleep we brought all her presents down and put them infront of the tree. It was like a wall of wrapping paper, there was so much there for her to open. I put together some of her presents together, the ones that required the screwdrivers and other tools. It was a good night, my sis went to bed and I was left alone to watch TV and chill out.
My mum and dad decided to go out and celebrate Christmas Eve with friends, seperately at first but meeting up later on in the night (which never happened). My mum came home first, just before 12am, just as a I was falling asleep on the sofa. She was talking to me about how she didn't like Red Dwarf, which is what I was watching as I drifted. Funny sitcom though, I like it. She ended up going to bed not long after and I again watched TV and kinda rested my eyes.
Just after 4am, my dad came home. Clearly drunk, he starts talking to me, and we're on about his night and such. How a friend of his had hit another friend and how this same guy also hit another guy for some reason. My dad is a big guy, can hold is own, doesn't start crap but will finish it if he has too. And he basically said to me last yesterday that I shouldn't be like that, and that he didn't want that for me, it was weird, it was awkward, but it wasn't, it's hard to explain. He ended up handing me £100 for christmas and then went to bed. I was surprised, at how we talked, at how it was probably the first serious serious talk I've ever had with him. There was alot more stuff in between but it's too much for me to cover.
I was up all night, haven't slept, my niece was basically interested in one thing and only opened the rest for the hell of it, was cute to see her playing on the Zebra thang I got her, glad she likes it. Spent most of the afternoon with her, playing with her toys, sitting and watching DVD's with her and all that. I'm never really looking forward to this time, I'm not looking on it with some kind of hate or anything, it's just a blank, to me it's nothing but a normal day. It didn't feel like Christmas, I don't know, it just didn't. But it definitely was a special day, I love seeing Skye happy, and that's what she was, she was ecstatic, and that made my day, it was a great end to the year me'thinks.
There's not much left for me to do, just pass the time until tomorrow when I'll go into town amongst the Boxing Day-Shoppers and pick up something for my PSP and Xbox. I'm loving Metal Gear Portable Ops on the PSP. The soldier recruiting features are awesome. I need to get better at the game, though I haven't been able to find the time to do so.
When I was younger I wasn't really into music, it actually started when I was about 12/13 when I really became interested in it. I would listen to it constantly, different things, mostly random Hip-Hop, rock, classic rock, Queen, etc. The one album that I really loved though was the Creed album "Weathered" That album is a masterpiece, it's so mellowed and peaceful, even with the rock flavour that it incorporates. The song "My Sacrifice" forced me to buy the album, and I was happy to find that the whole thing was gold. I'd listen to it all the time, My Sacrifice I listened to for well over 24hours, without once stopping it. One Last Breath is an awesome song, as is Weathered. I lost the album about 6years ago, found the case but with no disc inside. Then a few years later I found the disc and brought it with me when I came to stay with my aunt, then lost it again. I'm not sure what it is with me, anyway, I recently came across it again, the CD that is. I made sure a long time ago that I burned a copy to my PC for safe keeping. My Sacrifice is still my favourite song, and though I don't listen to it much anymore, I do believe it to be one of the greatest songs I've ever heard.
There are alot of old songs my mother used to listen to, which I still like to listen to today, I'm not going to name them all, that would be pointless, but Queens "Living On My Own" is something that really stands out from my childhood, on them Sunday mornings/early afternoons when my mum would be getting ready to go out and I'd be playing Alexx The Kid on the Master System, Rock, Scissor, Paper... loved it. All those classic songs blaring out, annoying me because of the volume but still loving to sing along with them.
I'm sure in the future, when we get asked this question again... I'll answer the same way and I'll have added some other albums to the one I've put up. Deliverance being another I hold dear... masterpiece fo'real.
Well, thanks for reading another blog by the one and only AnFonE. I shall retire to my quaters and rest my weary eyes. Has been a long day, but a great one.
I hope you all have had a great day too, I'll catch you all on Live soon I hope.