Christmas

Its that time of the year where everyone goes a little bit mental, a little argumentative but also generally fills with quite a lot of love! Its Christmastime - 21st December, to be a little more specific.
This year I truly encountered Christmas in a different light, not as to its origins, religious or not but more on the present side of things. You see, for 3 weeks prior to this one, I was without my debit card because a cash machine had taken my card for no reason, and there were problems with it being re-issued. So I came home, excited and happy to see people, but also in a craze to get all my shopping done now I had a card. Now, I've probably already touched on this slightly but I stress very easily, and so it wasn't too long before I was running around like a headless chicken, flapping my wings and getting nowhere. Eventually after my metaphorical animalistic movement, I calmed down and ran around Chelmsford shopping, and eventually became completely relaxed right about.... Now, which is now 23rd December - Yup, I somehow neglected writing this for 2 days and have returned for more! But here I am, slouching on the sofa, in my dressing gown, because its crappy weather outside and I'm watching one of my all time favourite Christmas films; Love Actually. Now it properly feels like Christmas, and how could it not while watching this gem of a film?!
The procrastination of work that's gone on during this holiday so far is appalling, so I know at some point I'm going to have to start doing some of that, and yet for now its relaxing time. So as one of the briefest posts so far, I end it here, and wish all a Merry Christmas!!

Christmas University Blues...

One thing I didn't quite know about University is what I am now referring to as 'Christmas University Blues'. What is it? Well, unless I find out otherwise, it begins about 2 weeks before the Christmas holiday/vacation/ break/whatever you want to call it! Everyone has essays to hand in, its been over 2 months at Uni, some haven't gone home yet, some [like me] have been back a few times, and some [not quite as common] have gone back practically every weekend. As most people should know once back to school clothing has been sold in October, shops rush to be the first to stock their shelves with Christmas lovelies ready for it, 2-3 months in advance. Then, around November decorations start to appear, lights begin to creep up out of nowhere and suddenly its Christmas, and 2 weeks til we leave and go home for a month! Holy moly! But why the blues? You've seen you're family and friends, and you've got 2 weeks til you go. WELL... Those 2 weeks seem to go slower than normal, and any enthusiasm or excitement about Uni begins to dissipate a little more [Don't get me wrong, you still have tonnes of fun] but with essays, work and in my case and the rest of the cast - pantomime rehearsals to get on top of first, and all of this together mixed in with the constant flashes of Christmas in shops, on campus, in your dreams, in your flat. EVERYWHERE. It becomes a little real where you are and you have a little bit of home sickness, and all you want to do is go home. At least this applies to my flat, and a few other people I know here anyway, and definitely myself... However I must admit I cannot deny that when it comes to it, and I'm back in my ol' hometown, and with my friends having a good time, popping down the pub, eating roasty's and receiving and giving presents, I'll start to miss being at Uni and those in it...WELL GOSH DARN IT, YOU CAN'T WIN!

Nevertheless I'm still having a bloody brilliant time at Uni, and I regret nothing [urgh, stupid Cliche Liam! Stupid cliche] ITS GONNA BE AWESOME.