I love how a great night can make a bleugh day so much better. The pros definitely outweigh the cons of the day.
I’m actually that keen to go back to Uni, it’s weird. I think it may be the social interaction daily, not just trying to find the time to hang out due to other commitments.
I ran out of Christmas movies to watch so I’m watching a very Brady sequel. Winning? I think so.
Goon + juice + carols = fabulous night
Christmas is becoming increasingly unexciting this year. My best friend just informed me that she has been called into work, and I don’t want to deny her of the money she so desperately needs, hence cancelling our tradition of going to the most Christian Christmas carols ever, and laughing at how sexual they sound without trying. I guess this is growing up.