That's Christmas over and done with then. Kind of sad really. I love the build up, the late night shopping and wondering what you're going to be given but the day itself is always stressful to me. Will she like what I got her? Has he brought the same thing as me? And then the Crap I Left That Thing I Wrote About My Dad In Plain Sight, What If He saw? thing I've been obsessing about for the past 12 hours.
Christmas is the time for wishing you were a little kid again so you could go back to the days of Father Christmas when everything was new and exciting. God, the last couple of years have turned me into such a Scrooge. I've been given some really good gifts, lots of books and cds to be getting on with. John gave me Dear Fatty, the Dawn French's autobiography. As a general rule I hate non-fiction but I'm loving Dear Fatty, it's funny and sad at the same time and REALLY reminds me of the Georgia Nicholson books. (The GN books not to be related to the film. The books are funny.)
What I'm definitely going to say now is that I hope you all had a good Christmas and that you're happy and got good gifts.
I think I probably mentioned this before but I'm going to a murder mystery dinner tonight, with Hugh and family. My mum set it up because she didn't want to turn down any dinners so they think she's availible a lot. Callie's going, which will hopefully save the evening a bit. We spent Christmas Eve with her and her friend Becky walking from Looe to Polperro. I like Cornwall and it was good talking to Callie and Becky. It's kind of a break from everything really. I don't want to be rude but this is going to sound bad however I say it anyway so I'm just going to go ahead and say what I mean. It's nice talking to people I don't have to see and worry about every day. And it's goog to talk to people who've already done everything I have to make decisions about now. They've done it, so surely I can to.
I expect I'll blog again before 2009 but in case I don't Happy New Year now. ![]()
So much is changing for me next year it's terrifying. I have to go to college, John leaves college and all his benefits will stop. I would like to think that this time next year I'll still be living in this house, writing about how stupid I was and how everything ended up okay.
But, unfortunately, unless something happens really soon, I don't see how I will be.
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. It actually came to be pretty amusing after a while. I love the way in my school you can just do whatever you want and no one will say anything. I even left hlaf way through last lesson once (I was supposed to) and one of my teachers walked past me as I was leaving and said nothing. I was totally expecting to have to whip my note out but nothing xD.