Oooh it's been a while!

Merry Chritsmas (I know it's a bit late, but I haven't been on here for ages)!

Well I'm still at home in Germany, doing the usual - absolutely nothing apart from playing the Sims 2 (which is great, you should play it). My Granddad was here at the beginning of the holiday which was nice and I fiiiiinally got to go to the Christmas market and eat a bratwurst (after wanting one for about 3 months)..... mmmmmm.... dribble dribble... drool drool... brrrraaaaatwuuuurssstt...

I've been to Holland twice this holiday. Once was to see my aunt, uncle and cousin and to drop off my granddad, who was going home with them. We went in this Santa's Christmas market/grotto thing which seemed to go on forever and somehow we managed to lose mum in it. It turned out that she had been looking at some little trees on a display that she had wanted to buy to go in her little village which sits in our dining room every christmas (you know the one that you put little candles in). hmmmm

Well, anyway, the second time we went to Holland we met up with some more family in Arnhem for dinner. (Bet you can't think of anyone else that drove 2 hours just to have dinner!!!) We went to the war cemetary afterwards which was really cool because it was really foggy so it had a great atmosphere. But, it was freezing and I nearly died, so I was glad when we left.

This morning I decided that my brother is very mean (well actually, I already thought it, but today just made me realise it even more) because he put some very horrible pictures of me here. Any ideas on how i can get him back???

Last night also made me decide that he is crazy, along with his friends (which means that he can't complain that me and my sisters are nuts because he's just as bad). I was sat next to him whilst they were all playing counterstrike, in which they were trying to kill as many people on their own team as possible, singing songs about magic monkeys and playing the Gladiator theme tune in the background(I mean the tv one, not the film). I think they successfully annoyed every other person that was playing at the same time as them. Well done. You all qualify for a life long stay at a nut house.

It's just not the same as it used to be

Today, I'm feeling sorry for myself. This probably makes me sound really ungrateful for everything that I have, but recently I've constantly been wishing that it was last year again. I love my year and I'm gonna miss them so much after the summer, but nights like tonight (btw, if you read this, thanks alex and johnny, you saved me from dying of boredom this evening!) make me really miss everyone from last years upper 6th! I don't think I'll ever make friends like tom, christian, simon etc ever again - the lowers really suck in comparison!! hmm... that wasn't actually supposed to sound so mean... anyway, I suppose all I really wanted to say was, I love you guys!!!

ok, I'm gonna go and pack now seeing as I'm flying home to the wonderful Deutschland tomorrow morning! I just know Jennie is gonna set the fire alarm off on purpose really early, just to get us all out of bed! oooh I'll be angry...

And The Award Goes To....

The word of the month is....

'Poosplash'

Today's Topic...

After living in a house with 46 other people for over a year, I still haven't managed to figure out why people are so stupid. Yesterday saw this years Christmas dinner, and a lot of very silly drunk people. I know I'm not stupid, but for some reason I just can't see what everyone else seems to. Why bother getting drunk? I have a whole list of reasons why being drunk is very stupid.

The majority of times that people get drunk...
1. They spend lots of money.
2. They embarrass themselves.
3. They hurt themselves or somebody else.
4. They end up in an argument or crying about something really stupid and pointless that would never have happened if they weren't drunk.
5. They get on my nerves.

I could keep going on, but to be honest, I can't be bothered. If you want to get drunk, then fair enough, it's your choice and your problem, but in the future please don't come near me too much because I'll probably end up getting annoyed.

Sorry if I'm ranting and sound really miserable, but last night really made me think.

Oh, and another thing. Why do people pretend to be drunk? IT'S NOT COOL!!! Actually, it's at the height of all sadness. hmmm... There's something very wrong with the world...

Well this is great

I'm ill. I hate being ill. Thanks to the beautiful weather in this country I have caught a cold. I've spent the whole day coughing and the whole of this evening struggling to breathe. After informing my friends that 'I was going upstairs to kill myself' because I couldn't take anymore, I got the response 'I'll clean up after you if you want'. Thanks Jade. Oh, I'm feeling so loved right now... (And slightly terrified at the fact that Michael said he was my mother... hmmm)

I want my mummy!!!!

Why am I so lazy?

I woke up at 11am today which I suppose isn't that bad, but have spent the day doing absolutely nothing and I finally had a shower and got dressed at 6.30pm. I started thinking for reasons for why I am so lazy, and I realised that it all comes down to one thing. Genes. I can't help it. It's my parents fault. Therefore, from now on, everytime I can't be bothered to do something, it wont be my fault, just blame it on my family. So, nobody can nag at me when I'm being a bum ever again. So there.

the story of my life...

I was bored of my old blog, so i've made a new one. I'm going to write about anything and everything that happens to me during my day. Should be much more interesting than the other one I had!