Fa la la la laaaaah, la la la laaah.Or is it? Is it still too early? To be honest, I'm closer to the big day than Harrods was back in previous blog post....
To me, Christmas starts from now. Personally, I think the anticipation of Christmas starts for everyone when they see the first tentative advent calenders gracing the shelves of supermarkets, and all of you suddenly get excited at the thought of a piece of the daily, small, shit quality chocolate counting down the big day. Don't deny it!
I think for me Christmas this year will mean so much more than it has done in a while. Being in Leeds doesn't make an easy commute to Northampton, and as I've only been home once for a fleeting weekend I didn't manage to see everyone that I wanted to! As all of my family lived so close to me in Northampton, seeing my relatives was a weekly occurance that I came to expect. Now, however, being in a strange town with strange people (especially the Broadcast Journalists - only joking guys) has made me realise how much I loved seeing my relatives and how much I'm going to appreciate every moment with them at Christmas. Not even a 3000 word essay and revising for an exam will keep the good cheer down.
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| Repping a bit of red in the hair. |
And we get on to the subject of what I want for Christmas. Do I ever know what I want for Xmas? I usually flit between something way out of the fam's price range or find a simple nail varnish will suffice... this year it will change! I have decided to become a proper girly girl and ask for lots of expensive make up and beauty products that I will use to (attempt to) make myself less disgusting (remember children, being ginger is a curse). Despite this, I decided that it would be a great idea to go even more ginger / red over the last few days! Some of you will be wondering whether I am mentally stable subjecting myself to more ginge, but I quite like it actually! Let me know whether it looks alright, don't want to be walking round looking like an idiot do I! Now on to persuade my mum that dying my hair permanently will not ruin my life....
I've also forgotten I have my birthday coming up. Sad times having your birthday the week before Xmas. This isn't any old birthday either, I'm going to be 20! 2 0. Does this mean I have to grow up and stop watching keyboard cat on YouTube? I hope not. (I just watched it again)
There wasn't really a point to this blog, I just hoped that if I remembered I once used to write about relatively interesting things it might whip me into shape to start again.
