I came from a family that doesn't celebrate Christmas, so when I first came to Canada (on September 2014), I felt kinda lonely, as I have no one to celebrate Christmas with, as Christmas is a "big thing" here. Back in Malaysia, Christmas is just another day, except western restaurants will then start offering really expensive 3,4,5 course Christmas special meals. The Asian restaurants dgaf, business as usual.
So, during my first year in Canada, I signed up for this thing that was offered by my University's International Office. Local families offer their family to these people who signs up (I'm pretty sure 100% of the people who signed up were International students), and basically invite them to their family to celebrate Christmas for one night only.
So I signed up, and then I celebrated with this local family. I played Monopoly with the kids, and ate some really good Christmas dinner.
So, fast forward to 2 years later, and I still don't celebrate Christmas, because why should I. But now, I have know enough international students who either doesn't celebrate Christmas, or they do, but family is too far. This year I was invited to a dinner by the latter. It's basically like Christmas, except without the real blood family part, and the totally awesome dinner because we're all students. But hey, the company was nice! Only reason why we left was cause the host didn't let us sleep in his house. We had 0 alcohol that night, by the way.
That was an instagram post from that night. I don't really take pictures, but that guy sure does, and I'm unfortunately in it.
Whats the point of this post? No idea, so I'll just tell you about this other time I "celebrated" Christmas then.
T'was the year 2013, and I was still in Malaysia. One of my friends celebrates Christmas, and so he invited all of his bros. Upon arriving, his friends (me included) are the only people in the house not related (by blood) to anyone. So we took our food, and let the family dine in the really big table, while we friends dine in the living room, because we're shy and what not.
The nice thing about being an "outsider", is that you can get away with certain things. My friend's mom is an excellent cook, and she made this awesome delicious HUGE turkey thing. Everyone took a piece of it, and yet, everyone just left the 2 huge drumsticks around. You know that feeling, when you're an adult, and you want the last slice of pizza, but you can't take it because you're an adult, and also because you think the people around you will judge you?
Well, 1) I'm not an adult back in 2013 (not sure about 2016 though, what's an adult?), and 2) I don't know anyone else except my friends, so I shamelessly took the huge piece of drumstick onto my plate. My friend's mom saw it, and then she sighed: "Whew! I was afraid no one was going to take the drumstick, because everyone is too embarrass to take it!"
Now that I've broken the silence, the last leg was eventually taken, by whom? I don't know. We just ate our meal, and proceeded to watch the Cornetto trilogy + Scott Pilgrim vs the World. Then we slept over I think, minds 'bit fuzzy wowowoowewo.
Basically, Christmas for me is just like every other Gathering, except with better food, and dressing up in red/white/green clothing.
Again, there is no point to this blog, for I am the Master of Nothing. Happy New Years guys, and have a great one. Tschüß~
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