I went out yesterday with a friend of mine in the day and then went to a reunion at night. The reunion was alright considering that I didn't like to get drunk or get laid so I don't actually have much of a conversational topic in common with them. Well the guy that I used to take the bus to and from sixth form was there. He had his hair cut and It's been nearly a year since I had last seem him so I didn't recognise him at all until a while later. It took me even longer to remember his name. He was in my lower year and I practically never really used it. I felt really bad on that but then again I am not really that close to him. I was closer to another guy which I did really bad in not to upset. All in all I felt rather out of place, but everyone talked to me eventually, when they were no longer occupied with that mainly that guy. He is like another friend I know. Amazingly both of them are blonde.....hmmmm?????
I hope that everyone had a great Christmas even if I didn't. My dad dragged my brother out of be at 10am to start revising and in the meantime even when I woke up at 12 I ended up doing my lab writeup on Christmas day only because I was really bored. i saw A Christmas Carol three times over that period. I stopped counting the hours after I reminded myself that Christmas day will never be different to any other day. The first one was a musical which was rather enjoyable then there was the theatrical (film) version and lastly a cartoon one. I had also watched a Mozart Opera on the BBC but I couldn't remember the name. That was rather sweet and not a tragedy like most other opera (what is the plural of opera?) Oh, that Strictly Come Dancing Christmas Special was good. I would have loved Zoe and Ian (38) to win but then Colin and Erin got 40 which was impossible to beat. Apart from Matt and Lilia (37)everyone from Series 4 got only 36. (The number in the brackets are their marks from the judges btw). So yeah my Christmas day was spent practically watching tv by myself. I did make the dinner Western Style. I was going to make a pie but the beef didn't soften in time so it was bacon instead. It tasted alright considering I only started doing cooking in February '06 but my brother still complained about carrots again. They are good for the eyes; so they say. Well I like carrots and to be honest there really isn't that many things that I know how to cook.
Boxing day.......just like any other day since my dad arrived. (Did I mention that he left my mum in hk to visit the doctors and have a dental operation, which she is petrified of; not mentioning Christmas Day and all?) I felt miserable since he arrived. I will do as much as a daughter should and that's it. It was the very first time in my life that once I was out I don't want to go home. If I had been any closer to a guy I might have even stayed overnight. One of my best friend (girl) offered but I still shouldn't as it wasn't just staying away that I wanted. My mind kept thinking of my ex-lab partner even though that will never happen. It was possible that he shared similar traits to my brother which made me think of him a lot more than other guys but that's about it I hope. It could also be because I am just trying to get rid of that other guy whom I had been in love with for so long but I will never know. Love is a very strange feeling.
I sent a lot of Merry Christmas messages on Facebook to my friends. Only two responded wishing me the same, well it was Happy New Year for one of them but I sent is on Christmas eve after I met up with my best friends so all are forgiven.
I bumped into a close friend of mine back in Sixth Form. It was really strange. He matured a little, yet he still hadn't changed that much, even in height. It was really weird. We had a little chat but as I was with another friend we kind of kept it short. It was funny though as the friend I was with went to the sixth form for the first 5 years of secondary school while the other friend went only for sixth form but still the same school. It was a very light-hearted moment. I still think it was weird. Like always it was him who recognised me.
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