New Year's Eve

We had dinner.And now I'm watching LOTR. Happy New Year.

Wentmas Card

Check out the card I got from Maichan! Isn't that just PRETTY?
I've added it to my wall.

So This Is Christmas..

...and I'm bored to death, as usual.
I was out last night even though I'm still quite sick. It was a perfect Christmas Eve: snowing but not cold, not cold at all, so the night walk was wonderful. We went to the bar we always go to. Oddly enough, I didn't get drunk, not even tipsy. The music was absolutely dreadful. Techno. OK, I know there are like gazillion terms for this music, rave, house, trance and what not, but I don't give a fuck, it's all techno to me. It goes bang-bang-bang on my head and I bloody hate it. Some say its dance music. Well excuuuuse me, but that's not even music in the first place. And really, is Christmas music on Christmas Eve so much to ask for??!
At one point a weird looking group of an elder guy, a woman and a boy came in. You could say they were foreigners. Anyway, after a while this guy approached Sonja and me and asked her for her name. She told him and it turned out he went to school with her mother. Then he asked for my name and I went: I don't want to say. He asked again and I said he was a stranger and I didn't wanna tell him who I was. Then he said: I'm a Serb. and I went: Well, I'm not. He realised I wouldn't talk to him so he asked Sonja if she spoke English and she said not really and I was afraid she'd refer him back to me, but luckily she didn't. It appeared he asked it cuz the boy was English and he wanted Sonja to dance with him. Sonja politely declined and the guy left. There are some weird people out there.
Then we left to another place where we danced and sang for a while but then the music changed into Serbian turbo folk, which is the worst music ever and I said I'm going home. We returned to our house and my Mom got up and boiled some sausages and we had breakfast at 3am and went to bed at 4.
And that was Christmas.

Christmas Greetings

Me wishing you a merry Christmas:

12 Days Of Christmas Wheat

Day 11

Saturday Night Blabber

Wow, I haven't done one of these for a long time... Anyways. I'm sick. My nose is running, constantly. And sneeze, constantly. That's just great, when I'm supposed to go out in two days. It's my out-going-day of the year, dammit! I'm not supposed to be sick. If I don't go out on Christmas Eve, I'll have to wait till next year. lol So I'm drinking tea. Which only happens when I'm sick. I do spice it up with rum though. Cuz what's tea without rum really? Some kind of grass boiled in water. Who'd drink that? Not me. This way I at least pretend I'm drinking something good.
I installed the new wireless keyboard and mouse today. Yep, all by myself! remember how my sister has issues with me typing while she tries to sleep? Well this new keyboard is much softer ad it makes almost no sound. Unfortunately, the click of the mouse is much louder. lmao I just can't win, can I?
What else? Ah yes, uni talk. I have a research paper to write, on Dr. Faustus. Well, either that or poetry. And I don't do poetry. But here's the trick (it's never easy, is it?): the research paper is supposed to only be 800 words long and our research is strictly limited to the drama itself and Luminarium.com. Now, I don't have a problem with short papers. By all means, the shorter, the better. But how is it a research paper if we're not allowed to actually research??! I have no idea what will I write about. Not that there are no potential themes or anything, it's just that a research paper should involve numerous sources. It's just stupid. I'm quite mad. And I should really start working on it. I'm good at quoting other people but if I have to come up with the shit myself...
I think my tea needs more rum.

12 Days Of Christmas Wheat

Day 10
So I slacked a bit and skipped a day or four. Surprised, anyone? Anyway, me thinks I'll be quite poor next year...