. My rattie-boy-babies are tucked up together on my lap and their tails are intertwined and they look so so cute and peaceful, sleeping. They are a little bit smelly and I think I shall need to give them a bath soon.
. I want to say thank you to the lovely, lovely people that posted such wonderful cheer-up comments on my last (friends only) entry. I can't begin to express how uplifting it was for me to be on the receiving end. I want to sprinkle you in cake shaped sequins and glitter. and give you all bouquets of daffodils and roses and cupcakes with little cherries on top. That is a lot coming from me because I do not part with delicious things like cupcakes easily.
. Christmas was nice. I spent most of it curled up asleep downstairs under a blanket with my feet tucked under my sister's bum, watching Summer Heights High. My mother made lots of delicious food and I ate it without a pretend-fuss (hi, i'm 'dieting') and.. my sister - who lives rather lavishly - brought over lovely edible things from Harrods for desert. My favourite of which was a small, beautifully packaged box of Macaroons. There were lime green and hot pink ones! I had to eat them. It was a matter of obligation. I had to. They were pure sugar too. We had a million crackers but we didn't really use them. My chihuahua was barking at his reflection in the baubles. My mother's choice of christmas decorations were an abomination.
. My gifts were amazing this year. I was given a limited edition/numbered copy of Lachapelle Land, a gold mini-statue head that I will hang above my bed and plant some lilies into so as to make my bedroom that little bit more lugubrious, the 'Daisy' box set of creams and perfume by Marc Jacobs, a ton of amazing make up by Benefit (I love benefit make up..), a designer (that i'd never before heard of) charm bracelet that reads 'te quiero', Some DVDs... and that iconic Alexander McQueen scarf... and my mama is also buying a dress for me to wear on new years.
. I spent forty five minutes on the phone with my favourite cookie.. biscuit.. person. I spoke a lot of rubbish. I hope they did not mind too much.
. My mother calls me a hummingbird, but someone else called me a magpie and somehow I can't seem to decide which is more fitting. I think perhaps that I might be a hybrid of the two.
. my friend erd came up with these resolutions. i am going to list them here so i can remind him of them in six months time. i second 2, 3, 5, 7 and 8. I mean I wouldn't go as far as to suggest I've been sleeping with Cracky Mcgee types... I don't think they'd sleep with meee. But in general I'd like to stop being interested in dickheads/weirdos.
1. Be more organized in life, both uni and in general.
2. Sleep at reasonable times; wake up at reasonably early times.
3. Do something every day.
4. No more lazy days, doing nothing.
5. Be more positive about everything.
6. Make more friends, only nice ones though.
7. Only sleep with nice girls, no more Cracky McGees.
8. Make more of an effort with all my current friends.
. here are mine. everyone has to help me stick to them.
i. Do not hold back. Make something wonderful of the present, always. Do not be afraid.
ii. Read more books, watch more films and play more games.
iii. Do not harbour regrets or bitter feelings.
iiii. Do not cling to another living thing.
iiiii. Aspire to be happy.
iiiii. Go back to Art School and finish what you started.
iiiiii. Befriend everyone worthy of friendship and become more personable in general.
iiiiiii. Be slightly less frivolous when spending money.
iiiiiiii. Create more. Take photos, scribble and write.
iiiiiiiii. Be positive.