So its what.. 9 Days until the awaited Christmas of 2010? But i am saddend in the fact that i for one am nt that exited. Well, i am, just, not extremely.
One factor i blame for this is my mothers refusal to purchase both my brother and i a chocolate countdown calendar. I know FULL WELL that they can cost a mesely £2, but her exuse is that we are 'too old' for them. I HAVE FRIENDS BOTH MY AGE AND OLDER WITH THEM, WHY SHOULD WE MISS OUT? Gaaaaaah.
I also know what my parents have got me. An Electric-Acoustic Ukulele. A 'Mahalo' (the make) soprano (the size) with a black finish to be precise. They even told me that they have 'hidden' it under their bed. Wheres the fun in that when i know where to find it?
The added bonus of christmas this year is that i had a debit card, meaning i could safely purchase my gifts for my family feeling safe in the knowlage that if i were to be mugged, at least all they could get out of me is a few coppers and a peice of plastic. I found my brother extremely difficult to buy a gift for, as teenage adolecants are. I resorted to a half price silk tie he could wear for sixth form. He only has one tatty one he wears constantly, the vagabond.
Well, i must leave my writing to tend to my father, to whom is currently crippled and on the living room floor, but that is a moan for another day. Ciao.
