...just like I said, even though it's breaking every rule I've ever made...
I can't help it, I love this song. And Will Young is seeeexy. Why are the cutest ones always gay?
So, Christmas is tomorrow (yeah, in my family we have Christmas dinner on the 24th and open our presents at midnight...). Hopefully I'll get my digicam tomorrow morning, I can't wait! And I want to open my presents, they're already under the tree and there a couple of presents that I don't know... Mmh... Who knows?
I miss Ryan, and I really should call him but... I know that talking to him is going to depress me because I'm here and I wanna be there with him. Shit, it's already 9.45 anyway, 8.45 in England, so it's a bit late to call him at home isn't it... I don't know why his mobile isn't working. Not fair... And my brother is on the phone! Great! Grrrr... Now I'm pissed off! Get off the phone! Come on!!! (ok I'm getting a bit too excited here)
I got some space for vsp.nu again, hopefully it will be working before the end of the week... I got 70 mb (21 £ for a year, not bad ah?), but I'll have to use some of the space I've got for dashofmilk.co.uk as well (I've got 150 mb here anyway...). So I've got loads of space now. And both of my sites will finally be on decent servers (my brother was hosting vsp.nu for free, which was nice, but I had nothing, no cpanel, no email addresses, nothing). I also sorted out my internet connection for London with freeserve, and I got anytime! So I'll be able to be on the internet as much as I want when I get back. Lalala. Finally.
Today I also got an email from Dee, wishing me merry christmas... That guy is so sweet, I want to get to know him better, he's so brilliant! And he makes great psy trance and promised me he would make me clothes... Ah ah! So, see... :)
It's weird how different this year has been from last year... Better and worst at the same time, but better on the whole. I feel... More myself, more responsible, more independant... I have different friends, different ideas, a different accent... *lol*
You know what? I just felt it. Now I really feel like it's Christmas. That sort of interior peace. Mmh... And the years go by, and I remember when I was a kid and I thought... In 2000 I'll be 16! And here I am, almost in 2004, and I'm still that little girl in some ways, getting excited about Christmas...
It's at times like this that I realize I couldn't wish for anything else... I'm happy like this.