Toby, 22, uni student
Christmas has nothing to do with me. It was all about the presents when I was a kid, and mum made us go to church on Christmas Eve, but that was about it. I don't bother with it anymore. Sure, if mum wants to give me a present, fine, but I don't do anything special. It doesn't mean anything to me, apart from going over to a mates place for a piss up. New Years Eve is the big time, the parties and the pubs.
I still live at home, and probably will do for a long wile yet, or until mum kicks me out. She gets worked up about Christmas but I can't see the point. I never get anything I really need anyway, just more undies and sox, and I really would rather mum didn't bother either. I don't care much about Christmas at all. It's really just a break from uni.