Merry Christmas 2010

While this Christmas has been relatively uneventful compared to the last few, I reckon it's actually been good that we've been able to just enjoy some family time together. Would've been a lot better had Sarah not been in France, but that's just how the cookie crumbles sometimes.

I'm fairly disappointed that Kris Kringle didn't go ahead this year, but again, in many ways, it's not such a bad thing. Although I do like exchanging presents, but there's no real point to it if nobody's up for it.

I was tossing up whether to go to Boxing Day 'sales' tomorrow or not. I'm now leaning heavily towards the 'not', mainly because I don't really have all that much to buy, or all that much money to spend. And really, the 'sales' that most stores offer are either on one or two dodgy items, or they're sales you can find at any time of the year. Also, too many people. I have a mild phobia of crowds. A mild, mild phobia. And it's not irrational. I think it's an extremely rational fear.

Plus, it's either sales or working for dad tomorrow. I think I know where my loyalties lie. And possibly, if we smash out enough work tomorrow, I might be able to catch the Arsenal game on Tuesday. Not that that has anything to do with me wanting to work tomorrow or anything.

Anyway, Merry Christmas to you all. Hope you all had a fantastic day today, full of laughter, quality time with friends and family, and, most importantly of all, love.

Word of the Day: Phobia

Scary

I'll tell you what's scary? Standing in the wall while someone's taking a free kick in football (soccer). That's the stuff of nightmares. Actually, when I reflect now, it's probably less scary when you face the ball. When your back is turned, you wait for the inevitable, shocking pain. Unless they miss. Then the whole wall breathes a collective sigh of relief. Now I know why they don't put microphones near the players on the pitch now. All you would hear during a free kick is the wall going "OMG, it's Ronaldinho, hope he doesn't kick it at me, I don't care if he gets a goal." That would be highly unsportsmanlike, not to mention cowardly.

Speaking of scary, exams are scary. Ludo isn't doing much to help either. "Study hard, or you're going to fail. You better beat MacRob this year, you n00bs." Oh well. What can you do.

On a random side note, not that the aforementioned wasn't random, the winter concert was a blast. It was more funny than fun though, if you take my meaning. The funniest thing was this Year 9 MacRob girl hitting on me, then being disappointed when she found out I was in Year 12, not Year 10. Then going for the guy next to me, who she thought was Year 9, but was Year 11. Hilarious stuff. The performance was alright, but it wasn't that great when you factor in the rehearsal time.

Probably shouldn't get a haircut before Nigel's 18th. I like the way it is now.