‘Twas a tale of sound and fury….

Last day of 2009…. for someone who’s still living in 2005, I sure am wondering where the hell those years went. If I have to sit down and think about the past 12 months, I can surely tell they were important in my life. I went into university and more or less began to be more independent. As doubtful as I usually am, living in another place made even more doubtful – I love my home, my town, my family, my friends (as few as they are now), but I see a lot more possibilities in the UK – and it feels delightfully scary. So my first New Year resolution now is to be stronger on the inside and not to get so many nervous breakdowns. And if I do get a nervous breakdown, I wish for friends who will be there for me and will care without judging me. To do well on my exams – yeah, I think that’s one of the most important resolutions if I want the other ones to work too. I’m not really in the mood to say anything else, I know I’m supposed to be happy, but hey, this is me, I’m melancholic even on New Year’s Eve. I’ll be happy around midnight. And I’ll be back next year with my traditional Top 3 Songs Listened to first during the New Year. Happy holidays and don’t get too drunk! :]

Santa Claus is in the house and Happy (last for the year) Dirtday!

You almost got rid of me today… almost. It’s time to wish everyone happy holidays, ‘cause not everyone celebrates Christmas. Like Walter said: What? You’re Catholic and you’re Protestant – Meery Christmas! You’re jewish? Hang on – K-happy K-hanuka! What are you – atheist? Oh, well – have a nice day! xD I fall in the last category, but, hey, I prefer Sandy Claws to wishing the 2009th Birthday to an imaginary character. And I’m proud to say everyone liked the presents I got them – well, the ones who already received them, I have a few more chimneys to fall down in. And I got loots of chocolate and Elizabeth Arden’s 5th Avenue perfume. Hopefully, I’ll get something else – I’m not picky, it can be something tiny.

And now I wanna wish a happy Dirtday to the last birthday guy for this year – Jared Leto. Thanks for the great album, Jared, keep up the great work you and the rest of the band are doing! May all of you have a successful year…. and may I have a successful year as well…. But it’s a little early for New Year resolutions, so I’m going to get laaazyyy!

Jingle bells, monkey smells....

I did it, I got home! Four days ago to be precise, but I was too busy being happy to find time to write here. The journey home was a nightmare, almost as bad as when we travelled the first time. We left Aberystwyth at 5:30pm on Saturday, arrived at Gatwick airport at around 12 something aaand spent almost 13 hours there. I almost went insane – we couldn’t even sleep properly, ‘cause there were announcements on the airport speaker every 5 minutes. I alternated reading, listening to music and sleeping, but still couldn’t stand the damn waiting. When it finally was time to check in the luggage, it turned out we were at the wrong terminal – so we took a shuttle to ours, checked in and once again we had to wait. There were delays the whole day and a lot of flights were cancelled – I’m more than happy they didn’t cancel ours, because waiting a lot of time to get home is much better than not getting home at all. So 2 hours later we finally took off. My mom was waiting at the airport – I started to cry the minute I saw her – almost 48 hours of travelling with barely no sleep and 3 months of waiting were all worth it. I don’t even want to think about going back right now. Everything is just the way it was – it’s like I never left. No matter how much better it is in the UK, I prefer to be home…

Right, no more sad thoughts, it’s Christmas Eve! I caught The Nightmare Before Christmas last night on TV – never, in a million years, would I have thought I’d see it on Bulgarian television – my Christmas mood awakened right away! Which doesn’t mean I won’t see it again tonight or tomorrow – that’s become my tradition. I bought the collector’s DVD edition from the airport…. ANOTHER one. And now I have two collector’s DVD editions – I just can’t control myself when it’s about that movie, it’s one of the few things I completely adore. That’s why I don’t watch it with other people – I won’t let anyone ruin that too.

I went to my old school with one of my friends to see our teachers – I love when someone is happy to see me from time to time. I’m not an attention whore but every once in a while it feels great to not feel ignored. That’s one of the reasons I’m more than happy I’m finally home. Now I have to give everyone their presents so I can feel happy from that too. And I still don’t care if I don’t get anything in return – 3 months taught me your family is more important. And your friends too, at least the few I got left. My New Year resolution will be to try NOT to lose so many friends… Sad thoughts again >.< That’s why I stop writing here and I’m going to help my mom with the cooking! ^^

P.S. – I love my Christmas tree!



P.S. 2 - I almost forgot to post my interpretation of the story "The Night before Christmas"... or a small part of it:

'Twas the NightMare before Christmas, when all through the loss not a creature was stirring, not even a ghost. The stockings were hung by the chimney without care, in hopes that Sandy Claws soon would be there... But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight, "Terrible Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"

Howdy home, here I come, and happy Dirtday, Criss!

That’s it, the damn report is done and submitted, I’m almost done with the packing and I’m a few hours away from leaving for home! ^^ I can’t stay at one place now, still don’t realize I’m going home today… well, not exactly today, but I’m going to the airport and that’s one step closer to home. It started to snow here this morning and it’s all white now – nice try, but it won’t keep me here, there’s more snow where I’m going. The only problem is that there’s a sliiight possibility to cancel our flight or to land at another airport due the “heavy” snowfalls – ah, yeah, and the whole day we’re gonna spend waiting at the airport. It’s so annoying – the waiting, the travelling, and I can’t stop worrying that something might happen – every time I want something good to happen, it turns the other way around. But let us stay positive and optimistic (I haven’t been like that in ages, but I have to give it a try).

Before I forget, I also want to use the opportunity of writing in my blog for the last time this year here in the UK to say happy Dirtday to Criss Angel! The world still needs a little magic, so keep on doing your thing, Criss!

Hmm, what else, what else…. I think this is pretty much it for now. Next time I write here, I’ll be home comfortably lazying around… if my plane doesn’t crash!

Blabbily, blabbily, blah

… I had a point a few hours ago, and now it’s gone. That’s what happens when I’m thinking of writing here for a few days and end up NOT doing it. Anyway, I have a lot of other points to make, so you’ll have to bear with that. First of all, my CDs collection increased again – with 30 Seconds To Mars’s “This Is War”. Great album! Can’t stop listening to “Stranger in a strange land”. As for the Christmas shopping, I think I’m done, but there are a few teeny tiny things left to get. I know Christmas have become too commercialized, but I’m not getting presents because I have to, oh, believe me, I would choose to do something more reasonable with my money than to get stuff that will eventually break. I’m doing it because I have a need to make people happy… which, I think, is a good thing. I don’t even care if they’ll get me something in return, I feel happy just by seeing them smile… even if this costs me bankruptcy.

Oh my dear, 13 more days…. It seems like the last days here are the hardest. I can’t stand it here anymore, everyone began to annoy me, every night I dream I’m already home, and it’s so real that when I wake up I get mad that I’m still stuck here. These last two weeks are going on for like forever. Can’t wait to write the effing report and start packing. Did I mention we have to sleep at the airport? Yeah, our train arrives at 1am and the flight is at 4pm the next day. I guess that would be… “fun”. I’ll have time to read the books I took from home which I haven’t opened since then.

Ah, I almost forgot – today is supposed to be Bulgaria’s university student’s day. If you ask me, it’s just another reason for them to get drunk. Besides, I don’t feel like partying on the day John Lennon was killed... (if I missed up the date, I'm gonna kill myself). I think they celebrate it here as well, but I still don’t care. “Parties”, the way most people understand it, are not my thing.

And I know it’s too late for me to say this, and many, many, many, many people have already said it, but…. VAMPIRES DON’T FUCKING SPARKLE!!!! When this piece of crap first came out, I didn’t think it would be a big deal… Now I’m beginning to develop a loathing against vampires. Here’s is something I can call commercialized. Everyone is obsessed with vampires now – what’s worse, they don’t even know what a real vampire is. Back home, I was sick of 13-year-old “spooky” girls drooling for some guy who apparently never washes his hair and sparkles like a diamond! It’s not that worse here, but the first thing you see on a bookshop’s window is the cover of a pathetic attempt to get rich fast. How come Anne Rice manages to write about vampires and doesn’t sell out? The vampire culture is supposed to be secretive and mysterious, and what did they do? They took it, chewed it, wrapped it in a pretty sparkling paper and turned it into the latest mainstream fashion! They managed to ruin another thing I like. Thank you, society! Thank you, Hollywood! Everywhere I look now, all everyone’s talking about is fucking Twilight (90%), True Blood, Vampire Diaries, Vampire Apprentice…. Some people will never learn not to stick their noses where it’s not their business. Vampire vegetarians… the last time I looked killing animals to feed yourself wasn’t considered vegetarianism. But what do I know, producers and writers know better, right? ….Right?