The time is 1.13AM and it has been 2014 for exactly one week. I have been 20 for 3 days. Time flies, huh.
A lot has already happened and I'm already feeling pretty positive about the year ahead of us.
The first week of the year is always a pretty busy one for me. Within the first day or two, my family usually bugger off back to their various corners of the country and it's back to being just me and my mumma at home which is, frankly, accompanied by a big sigh of relief. It's lovely to see the famalam but having us all together in a house that is too small to fit us is just frustrating. So then the christmas decorations are taken down. I know that mum would rather take them down on the 6th of January when the 12 days are over but unfortunately I ruined that with my oh so inconvenient birth. Whoops. She likes to have the decorations down before my birthday so that celebrations don't overlap or aren't confused or something along those lines. I'm not really sure. But they're always down which means endless trips for me up three floors and then a ladder climb into the attic. Needless to say, this is not my favourite way to bring the new year in. It's a pain in the arse.
But then it's my birthday! Yay.
Or not.
My birthday sucks. By the 4th, everyone is poor. Everyone is hungover. Everyone is preoccupied with other things. Everyone is going back to school/college/uni. Everyone bloody well forgets!
How they forget about the great day that gave the world me is beyond me but, they do.
So I never really have a great birthday but hey who. It just means that I've developed that 'I don't really care about birthdays' attitude that adults have... yuch. Old before my time, I'm telling you.
However, this year I made my way back to Bournemouth during the day and went out with some of my uni friends. It was a really good evening actually so I guess the crap birthday streak managed to end after 20 years....Yay??
Anyway. It's back to uni tomorrow and I have a tonne of work that I need to get done because, you know, nothing got done over the holidays. They're holidays for gods sake. Stop judging me.
So it's 'goodbye' to Christmas Laziness and a lukewarm 'hello' to Reality. Nice to see you again, I guess.
M x
