It's CHRISTMAS EVE, EVE!
YAY!
Wow, what a day. Had to lie to my mum, So she didn't get onto the fact that I was buying her chritsmas presents at the last minute. Then had to travel into town on my own and run around like a headless chicken! Shoving everybody out of my way.
The one thing that I don't understand is, why, 2 days before christmas, women are determined to walk through town at 2 miles an hour with prams, PRAMS! They just get in the way, and are almost impossible to get around. and when people do, then you get dirty snarls or their 'baby daddy's' mouth off about how rude some people can be. Too which I wanted retaliate and say, ' you'll find it rude when you find out that your 'baby' isnt even yours, he doesnt even look like you.' But obviously I never because Liverpool is a rough place, so it could've turned into something nasty.
So when I finally got home, freezing with blistered feet my mum decied to tell me a story;
"Today, a colleuge started to tell me a joke it went ' What do you call a skeleton detective? To which my mum replied 'Skulduggery Pleasant.'"
My, I have trained her so well! Hahaha :'),
I cannot wait till sunday morning! But I'm even more excited about the afternoon, going the pub to say 'Hello' to my wonderful and derranged family and then sit down in my nans front room and have the most delicious food I anticipate every year! My mouths watering just thinking about it! I think I've spread enough of my christmas cheer!
YAY!
Wow, what a day. Had to lie to my mum, So she didn't get onto the fact that I was buying her chritsmas presents at the last minute. Then had to travel into town on my own and run around like a headless chicken! Shoving everybody out of my way.
The one thing that I don't understand is, why, 2 days before christmas, women are determined to walk through town at 2 miles an hour with prams, PRAMS! They just get in the way, and are almost impossible to get around. and when people do, then you get dirty snarls or their 'baby daddy's' mouth off about how rude some people can be. Too which I wanted retaliate and say, ' you'll find it rude when you find out that your 'baby' isnt even yours, he doesnt even look like you.' But obviously I never because Liverpool is a rough place, so it could've turned into something nasty.
So when I finally got home, freezing with blistered feet my mum decied to tell me a story;
"Today, a colleuge started to tell me a joke it went ' What do you call a skeleton detective? To which my mum replied 'Skulduggery Pleasant.'"
My, I have trained her so well! Hahaha :'),
I cannot wait till sunday morning! But I'm even more excited about the afternoon, going the pub to say 'Hello' to my wonderful and derranged family and then sit down in my nans front room and have the most delicious food I anticipate every year! My mouths watering just thinking about it! I think I've spread enough of my christmas cheer!
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