By Nicola Odeku |
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Now call me the “Grinch” or his young niece if you wish but for me, I am not looking forward to this Christmas AT ALL. Why is that? Well like a lot of people, I'm the most skint I have ever been due to one hell of a recession year, all my other girls mates are loved up. I am a year older on Boxing Day, which is basically no fun after you turn 18 and I have no boyfriend which is something I have been wanting for at least half this god damn friggin year! So sorry if I am not shaking the tinsel about this year, but unless some miracle sexy man appears out of nowhere... (I actually signed up to a free dating site the other day! Is that sad? My face could not be more 'bothered')... And finally cum, ahem, and put a smile on my face I think I am going to join the “Grinch Fan club”... Or start my own 'Christmas Sucks' Face book group. This year I am 23. (One hell of an expensive December for my mummy and daddy when I was little, I feel for people with kids born in the December month I really do!) Now I know I am not old or technically getting old but SHIT, 23! I don’t like it. I want to be a giggling innocent teenager (do we even get them anymore?) or a cute, excited kid again, that was when I used to look forward to Christmas and my birthday. I swear I probably had more fun playing with whatever toy I’d bought after making my mum go out on Boxing day because 'it was my birthday' or something I’d got from Xmas than I ever do nowadays. Everyone always has prior engagements. And even the family don’t gather up anymore. I just tend to eat a lot because I am bored and watch shit tv and get 'merry' coz there's literally sweet FA all else to do, nowhere is on open Christmas day. And well Boxing Day is not fun now I am 'old'. No one comes out because they are with their own family or other half, travel is a nightmare and the only toy I am most likely to be playing with is one that’s used strictly alone. Or if I get my Christmas wish you never know. ;) Now I really am starting to sound like a moaner, December hating Scrooge but seriously, New Years Eve, where do I start? To put it bluntly, Overpriced taxis, stupidly long queue's anywhere you go. Packed OUT clubs and ridiculous entry fees and Long and expensive travel home. A banging hangover the next day that makes you f*ck off any new years resolutions till 'the next day' or 'Monday’, and you have a much lighter bank balance or purse that makes you really sit there and think 'was last night even worth it? I really should have just stayed in'. Moaning aside... I AM looking forward to the New Year... 2010.. I think the digits look important... Or is it just me? Maybe so but I am hoping THIS year will be a good one because 2009 turned out to be a load of poo. From Jan-Dec I think like most people I've just been surviving... And I want to start living. I have been saving the pennies so come on 2010.. Bring out the pounds!! So that’s all my joy for Christmas wrapped up... Ya never know... It’s only early. I might still enjoy this one. I mean I have been a good girl this year Santa! |
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