Thursday, December 30, 2010

It's A New Year

So what’s your New Year resolution? I have about a ton of things I would like to stick to but I know I would never, so my 2011 resolution would have to be to stick to whatever New Year resolution which I’m going to plan this year.

I’m having good plans for it though. My last years resolution was basically things like:
1. Don't leave homework to the last minute
2. Take shorter showers
3. Recycle
4. Walk to school instead of driving
5. Don't drive as often (which is basically the same as No 4)
6. Don't spend to much time watching TV/surfing the net
7. Eat my vegetables!

I didn’t end up sticking to any of those. I can’t live without my TV, computer, car and long showers. And who does their homework as soon as they get it? And then why do resolutions have to be all little ‘goody-goody’ things such as the above. I find that I usually make mine about saving the environment (yes, I am one of those people who are the prime cause of Global Warming.) (I am sorry).
So on that note I decided to try some different resolutions:
1. Don't take drugs (pretty easy, doesn’t take a brainiac to know that)
2. Read a book all the way through (Goldie Locks, anyone?)
3. Clean out your room (not as easy if you’ve seen my room)
4. Donate to a charity
5. Don't leave the heater on all night
6. Take my dogs for a walk
7. Feed my dogs once in a while
8. Attempt to pay attention in school
9. Eat my vegetables!
10. Give someone an actual birthday present which they’d love

Yes! I managed to get 10 resolutions down. That’s awesome, and I think I might be able to stick to some of these.
What are you’re New Year Resolutions?

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Christmas Morning

"Christmas is here! Christmas is finally here, hooray, hooray. Momma, Papa, wake up, wake up! It's Christmas Day! Santa's been! It's Christmas Day!" I bet at least 90% of the world's population did this on Christmas Morning. I know, for one, that I used to wake myself up really early in the morning so I could sneak downstairs and wait under the Christmas Tree. Should I take a peek. I never really did because I was too scared that Santa might find this naughty, so I sat and waited, and then, when the Sun rose, I went screaming into my parents room.
I guessed that the only reason they didn't yell at me for jumping on their stomachs, taking them away from their peaceful dreams, was because it was a given that every single child in the world was probably doing the same. It's Christmas. Totally different from your Birthday because I usually waited in my bed until everyone came and shouted 'Happy Birthday!'

But years later once that little girl grew up a crankier, taller (prettier?) version wakes up early in the morning to jump on the computer and begin blogging. I specifically remember, two months ago, that I thought I'd never go onto Blogger again, that I'd forget my password and would just have an account floating around Blogger Space, never to be touched..... But after countless times my friends kept reminding me and after a long time I finally feel like I'm in love. So much in love that I have to jump on here to post before running to wake everyone up.

And Yes, I still do that, and my parents never say a word about a Seventeen-Year-Old girl jumping on their stomachs, waking them from their peaceful dreams and shouting "Santa's Been!"

Thursday, December 9, 2010

A Winter's Wonderland

I'm getting sick of all this snow giving me a cold. I've never been one to like snow. When people shout excitedly that they think snow is wonderful and gorgeous I just look at them strangely and walk away. I hate snow even more than I hate Science, which is saying a lot because I really hate Science--even more so than I hate Maths, which is also saying a lot, because I will never, ever, ever need the things they teach us in Maths. Well, heck, I dont even know what I want to do when I finish school and that's in two years. But at least I wont be doing anymore Science next year *few* although I do have to do more Maths and English which isn't so good. Maybe I'll just become a housewife. . .