For you I sing and dance, rejoice in this divine romance, lift my heart and my hands to show my love, to show my love...

Well, I'm back, you'll be glad to hear.

Christmas has been and gone. It went in so quickly. I'm pretty gutted.

It was a rather strange christmas I'll have to admit. I don't know why- it was just different.
I didn't really feel like it was christmas, yet I still enjoyed it somehow.

I did get a few surprises, par exemple a digital camera with a printer for printing my foties, and a new mobile phone. Oh and also a lost series 2 boxset....yay! Now I can watch all my fave episodes again and again.

On boxing day, I went into town for a while with my Dad and although only Castle Court and a few other shops were opened, it was still absolutely crammed with people and so I felt like going straight back home again. The older I get, the less I seem to enjoy going shopping. Up until recently I would have claimed to be a shopaholic, but I've come to a sudden realization that , in actual fact, it can be kind of tedious and if I can't find anything I like, I become incredibly impatient.

Ironically I went into town again the following day. I suppose I thought it mightn't be as busy as it was on boxing day, even though all of the shops would be opening that day. Makes perfectly good sense that I would choose to go in on a day when all the shops would be opened and all the sales would have started.
What a bright idea.

Basically it just made me really frustrated and feeling like I wanted to go home again. So I bought a CD first and then headed home. Little did I know that if I hadn't have been a moody cow and had have remained in town for a little while longer, I could have seen flipping Gary Lightbody casually shopping in HMV. Ragin.
Caters and Jen saw him coming down the escalator, as they were going up; the lucky ducks.That's the second time Caters has seen someone from snow patrol, but hasn't been able to say anything. I feel so inferior, having never met any "proper" celebs within my lifetime.

Saying that,when the opportunity did arise, both Caters and I chickened out. My mum sort of forced us to greet the Drifters, but as we drew nearer to where they were standing, we were instantly overwhelmed by their legendary status, so we ran off in the other direction. We totally could have been mates with them now if we had have been just that bit braver.

Went to Nicola's that night and watched Hercules. I accidentally thought the muses were called "mules", which conjures up a rather amusing mental image. Silly me. We also decided to invent our own crisps. Here's some advice: don't think you're being clever by attempting to make your own salt & vinegar crisps by pouring vinegar on top of some plain crisps. It really does not work. The crisps end up soggy and tasting nothing like the kind you can buy in the shops.

However, simply adding black pepper to a bag of kettle crisps is mouthwateringly tasty. Okay, that was a slight exaggeration, but they were edible, so we were proud of our achievement.

On thursday I went into Abbeycentre with Caters to have lunch and dander about the shops. I bought nothing except for foundation, yet it was still good fun. We also bumped into Sarah and Sonni, who we chatted to in the middle of the abbeycentre; shouting and waving our hands about. I'm surprised Sonny wasn't frightened.

Caters stayed over on Thursday night and we watched Calamity Jane which is, as Caters puts it, " good, clean fun". We both love the bit when Katy helps Calamity decorate her wee cottage- so cute. We chatted most of the night, despite getting tired at like 11 o clock. Anyway, was nice having a good ol' chat.

Went to the odyssey last night with Sarah and Sonni. We went to see "Miss Potter", which was actually really good. I always loved Beatrix Potter's books as a child, so I found it quite interesting. Sarah also loved them so we were reminiscing about the little characters etc.
It was nice meeting Sonni. She was really lovely and friendly and her english was absolutely unbelievable. It makes you realize how crap we are linguistically over here!

We went to the streat afterwards and ate some kick ass fifteens, and gazed out the window at all the chavs in mini-skirts and Sarah shouted" eugh, look at her in her nice leather mini...and yumm...leopard print!" totally oblivious to the fact that the girl's friend was sitting about 10 metres away from us, frantically waving out the window at her. Whoops.

I'm going to go now and attempt to do some form of art, that is if I can remember how to. It's been so long.

Adios amigos.
xxx

When you’re safe inside your room, you tend to dream of a place where nothing’s harder than it seems...

Listening to some good ol' Christina Aguilera songs.

Fab.

I actually haven't written on this thing for centuries. The mixture of exams and christmas shopping stress has been a bit much.

Went out on saturday to Lisburn in an attempt to buy all my christmas presents in one day. Unsurprisingly, it failed miserably. However, I did get about 6/10, which isn't too bad I guess.

I've got a few of my exam results back and, to be honest, I'm rather pleased, generally speaking. I did get a C in english lit, but I was expecting it, so it wasn't exactly a shock to the system. Hopefully the real thing will not be as disastrous.

On a more positive note, I got an A in spanish and, fingers crossed, french and art will be just as successful.

Can't believe how close it is to christmas. I'm really looking forward to actual christmas, but not really the rest of the holidays since I have a pile of artwork to do. I'm absolutely dreading it- it's just one of those things I procrastinate, then cram into one day, where I just paint for like 24 hours on end, or until whatever I'm painting begins to look like crap.

School hasn't really been all that exciting lately. I was planning on being ridiculously hyper and festive today, but my plan backfired as tiredness got the better of me, and also Caters has a sore throat- poor thing.
No doubt, I'll catch it and be loaded with the cold on christmas day or something.

I literally have nothing to do to busy myself tonight, but I suppose, if I really wanted to do, I could do some french. Thing is, I don't really want to. I'd much rather watch a christmas movie like miracle on 34th street or something, while drinking a nice cup of hot chocolate.

Gosh, I'm such a big granny.

Examenes...

I'm not quite sure what mood I'm in right now. Part of me feels slightly stressed out, but another part is totally relaxed. It's weird.

I had my spanish reading and writing today. I think the first wee bit of it went reasonably well, but after that, it went horribly wrong. Well, the writing bit was alright, but as for the harry potter translation thing- WHAT WAS GOIN ON THERE? The amount of words that I completely guessed was ridiculous, but oh well, I couldn't really have revised for it.

Today wasn't a bad day. Really could have been better though. It's beginning to get to me the way some people have been acting towards me recently. I keep kidding myself that it doesn't bother me, when it really does. I don't know if I should say something, in case I make the matter worse, but at the same time I find it annoying that they think I'm oblivious as to what's going on.

It really is not a nice feeling or situation to be in, especially when I don't think I've really done anything to deserve it. On the plus side, it's made me realise who I can and cannot trust.

Sorry if I sound like a big moan right now, but I just had to get that off my chest before I begin revising.

I think I'll possibly go do some king lear quotes, since I really don't appear to know any, and an essay withouts quotes would be pretty crap.

Right, I'm now heading off into the land of revision. Just in case I die of boredom half-way through; it was nice knowing you.