I've got mixed feelings for this upcoming holiday.

Good news:
1. I'll be going overseas for more than a week in December.
2. I'll be going with my entire family. Cousins, aunts, grandparents and all.

Bad news:
1. I'll be going to cheena land.
2. I'll miss Christmas, my favourite festive of the year.

I'm always looking forward to Christmas. It keeps me going on the whole year round, because every single day that passes is one day nearer to Christmas. And my first Christmas away is spent in a country that doesn't celebrate it. At all.

Ever since I went there for the very first time, because my dad insisted on going there, I didn't like it at all. The food's too oily for my liking. The streets are dirty. And the air is polluted! Your nose gets clogged up after one day out, with BLACK shit.

Scenery, yes.
Food, no.
Shopping, no.
People, NO.
They aren't the most pleasant group of people around.

Why put me through the frightening flight to somewhere I don't fancy?