Muppets

I think I am putting a lot of pressure on myself for this Christmas.

Firstly, I am hoping to correct a serious, possibly permanent problem in my life. I have mixed feelings about how things will go, I am unsure of what I want to happen in this department of my life.

Secondly, I have family drama to (hopefully) fix. I am just hoping that things will work out for the best and that we will all have a lovely Christmas time.

Thirdly, I have lost touch with almost all of my friends back home so I am not sure how this will play out whilst I am back. I might be lonely a lot.

Fourthly, my New Year’s Eve will be spent working back here in Bath at the good old Salamander pub. I’m hoping that they will pay me time and a half or something, but it might be unlikely. It isn’t like I had any plans about New Year’s so it’s fine, and better earning money than doing nothing. Still, the cost of my train tickets might cancel this out.

Fifthly(?), I have an essay to write. A 2,000 word essay for my Critical Reading 2 (core) module. It won’t be fun, but hopefully it won’t be torturous to write. 2,000 words isn’t too bad, right?

Really what I need to do is relax and to revaluate things and start fresh in 2011. That is my plan: to just figure out how to be better and how to be happier I suppose. Hopefully things will get easier, or at least more simple… I guess we’ll have to wait and see.

I head back home to the (sometimes) lovely Northampton town tomorrow, to spend time with my Dad, eat the world’s best Chinese food and watch The Muppet’s Christmas Carol in preparation for Jesus’ 38947384738478327498372943289th birthday. I hear he always gets wasted on Jaeger bombs and tequila shots. Dude is hardcore.

Love always my little kittens! Have fabulous Christmases and I will see you all for more fun and frolics in the new year.

Meow for now,

-A

DISCLAIMER: Sorry my blog is so depressing lately guys. So far it's been a serious depressfest, but this is probably the roughest time I've had in life and that inevitably shows itself in my complaints here. I'm 100% planning a life overhaul with the coming of this break and the new year, so hopefully things will pick up and my life will become more exciting and fun and happy. I know no-one wants to read me moaning on all the time.

The merits of having a job

One of the best things about having a job: I get paid. In money. Actual money. Weekly. How brilliant is that? Well, it would be super awesome except that it’s December and therefore I have a million birthdays and Christmas presents to buy. But still it’s definitely nice to get your first ever pay slip/wages.

In other news, I have actually managed to finish my Gothic essay so I can relax and actually enjoy my weekend! Genius.

I almost feel as productive as this guy. Except not really because this is amazing:

-A