My Two Disappointments

Two things that disappointed me during the holidays of 2007 were that I let my dad down on Christmas by leaving him to hang out with my friends and also how I didn’t give the right gift my friend wanted.

On Christmas, I spent the whole day with my dad, who is on vacation from Florida, and my little sister, Shannen, at my aunt’s house. I had a fun and tiring day with my relatives. After the party ended, we went back home where we were going to watch Youtube videos on my computer together. Then I had a last minute call from one of my friends, Joe, asking if I could come out with him, his sister, and her boyfriend to drive around the houses to look at Christmas lights. I was eager to go because I haven’t spent any time with my friends during Christmas break since my dad was in Los Angeles on vacation. I thought my dad wouldn’t mind because I already spent most of my time with him. He told me that he didn’t want me going out because there were drunk drivers out there but I still insisted on going out. Shannen told me later he was upset and disappointed that I didn’t stay home with him. Hearing that made me disappointed in myself because I could hang out with my friends anytime I want but I can’t always spend time with my dad because he lives in Florida and he’s in Los Angeles on vacation.

My other disappointment was not having the feeling of accomplishment. Before Christmas, I wanted to buy a gift that my friend requested as a Christmas gift from me. He told me I could get it at the store, Pacsun, and described the backpack he wanted. The day I was shopping for his gift, I called him to confirm if that was the right backpack and he told me it was the right one. I bought the backpack feeling proud, thinking he would like the gift. I wrapped, decorated, and dropped it off at his house. As soon as he opened it, he told me that it wasn’t the backpack he wanted. I was frustrated that he told me that I bought the right backpack before but then he took back what he said and made me feel like a horrible person. I know it wasn’t my fault because I know he described the backpack I bought him but I felt bad that he got the shoes I wanted and I didn’t give the right gift for him. I love the feeling of giving to make people happy but since I didn’t give the right gift, I didn’t feel the accomplishment of making him happy.

Disappointing my dad by leaving him to hang out with my friends on Christmas and buying the wrong gift for my friend are my two disappointments during the holidays of 2007.