So whilst at work today, .. I was beginning to feel very festive. Not only were we starting to serve Christmas Dinners, but I had taken it upon myself to find a Santa hat to wear whilst working.
It did get me feeling very festive and wanting to go back home from a stressful, third year term at Uni and get back to the family and friends that I have missed over these few months. I think Christmas really allows you to appreciate exactly what you have in life and I couldn’t be more grateful for the friends I have and the future I will hopefully get to live to the full. Not only have I started considering where I might be headed, but plans for after graduation holidays have got me really excited for 2012. I think this is definitely going to be an exciting new year.
And maybe for once I will keep to my new year’s resolution and make it a goody. I think this year has been one for personal and educational growth. Not only do I find myself with some of the closest friends in the world, but I’ve started to really understand what it is that makes people happy.. it might not be the same for everyone, but with a good mix of love, laughing and .. dare I say it, the odd cheeky binge of chocolate and alcohol, that everyone can truly get there.
I for one am excited about the new fashions, experiences, laughs and tears that are going to come my way in 2012.
The christmas menu HAS to have these desserts added to it. YUMMMM!!
Dec 18
Evening…
So due to the fact that I was pretty bored at home- and fancy eating some baking mix (fat pig, I know!) I decided to make some little gingerbread ladies; who unfortunately look like they’ve had a bad bit of botox in their lips.. but hay-ho, they taste pretty good and I have definitely eaten ALOT of the biscuit dough as well. So feeling a little sick now and needing to go to the gym for a good little workout tomorrow. Thank god for not having to do much else, I’ve turned into a feeder of myself and my family and trying to be good and keep to the gym.
Discussing Christmas events, it has become a household issue- we have all decided that Christmas television is.. excuse my language “Shit”. Why is it that every year we have to endure the same films and television programmes? Especially when everyone gets a little irritable after eating too much food and chocolates- sugar levels are running high and the meat sweats have occurred- all we want is something joyful and Christmassy, but no; it looks like another year of crappy films will be on the agenda. Hopefully my hangover from the previous evening might make me a bit more glazed over and not even realise the drizzle that’s on television.
Although, I am looking forward to some sparkly Strictly Come Dancing; I haven’t been a major fan of the programme due to the fact that in uni there are some people that control what television programmes are allowed to be watched on a Saturday night; and frilly dresses and men dancing in super tight trousers didn’t appeal to the large majority of my housemates (although I don’t know why) fitty men going around treating their ladies to a lovely dance around the dance floor seems perfect, if only it actually happened when you went out and about on the booze run. All I seem to end up with on those nights out is some drunken lads hand on my arse followed by me giving him a lot of abuse and demanding he have a bit more respect for his female counterpart.. *unless he’s good looking- and then it’s a different story* which kind of goes against my telling off of the horrible male that is attached to my arse or looking at my boobs for a large majority of the night. Some things can even be forgiven if a very nice cocktail is bought for me; yes, I may be a little easy in the forgiving department, but a girl’s gota drink!!
But yes- back to the point.. which there wasn’t. I’m just going to eat some more of my little botox filled gingerbread ladies and watch some nasty telly that is mind numbingly boring. What it is to bored.
Over Christmas we had my sister’s little pupsy over called Alfie.. and the little cutey got me thinking about some Puppy Love. As a New Year begins, everyone holds out for that kiss at 12 o’clock, but who do you decide to kiss? Could it be that newbie fitty that you met at the gym, someone you meet on the new years night.. or an ex from the past that you can’t quite get over..?
Christmas and the winter holidays are all about cutching up and being cosy, .. but with the new year, comes summer- the time when we all shape up and decide we want to be bodacious babes and walk around with little clothing on and be the single ladies that Beyonce and Rihanna sing about (having the time of our lives) But is it? Do we depend on our happiness as being attributed to another person..? I know it’s the case with a lot of my friends, and also myself. It’s true that you can poach the love of another for a time period when you need it.
We all love to think that we’re independant. We don’t need anyone. And, maybe we don’t- we can carry on and be successful on our own.. with no one else to be there as a “pick me up”, but we all know that at a certain point in time there’s always a friend, ex boyfriend, family member that we use and abuse in order to get ourselves back to that chirpy place; to understand who and what we are.
For this year it will be my main aim to make sure that I get the most out of my last year at uni- this may include tears and tantrums about essays and not being able to read another word of Foucault or Stuart Halls, and being miserable because I am a student and I want to have a job that I love.. where I can move to a place that doesn’t include 8 other people (of which- can make the day seem a lot more stressful) BUT.. before another rant occurs, there are many things to be greatful for. This year, more than any has been an odd one. 2011 has been full of 21st’s and strengthening friendships. Life’s all there for living, so bring on 2012 where hopefully everything will fall into place. This year many of my friends will be graduating with me, something that I never thought would happen. So come on 2012, bring it.
