Day 10 - Part 1 - Yesterday's memories.

So, I'm sitting here all red hands and ears from cycling home, sipping from my usual drink of applejuice, ready to type. Yesterday.
It started out all normal, allright. Just waking up to my annoying alarm-clock, getting ready for school, skipping most of my breakfast again, almost being too late, like always. And the topics didn't get any less boring...
But, school was over early, and I went pulling names for Saint Nicolas :D For those of you who don't know what it is, the story goes like this: There once was a man called St. Nicolas. He was a good man, and he used to give people presents. (Fact is: He did live, and he bacame a saint because one day he was riding on his horse, and he saw an old begger sitting in the freezing cold underneath a tree, so he took off his cape and sliced it in half, giving one half to the freezing man and keeping the other half himself.) And now, he's still giving presents to kids, and have to put their shoes at the fireplace and sing songs, and in the morning there'll be a present. What really happens is that only small kids believe in him and his old age, which should be over 300 by now, and parents put presents in for a month or so, until his birthday on December 5th, when there'll be a big stash of presents arriving in the evening.
So. I had a name. We'll be doing surprises with some friends, but there's this one girl I don't know. And geuss what? I pulled her name -.-'
Luckily I was first, so I could still change. I'm really exited, and I wonder who's got me :D
Back home again. I told myself to NOT go on the computer, for my own sake, but geuss where I ended up? Exactly. The computer.
It took me two hours and a lot of thinking to get up, but I went to the city non the less. Picking up the second row of antibiotic pills, and some present for my best friend (I would tell you what it is if she wouldn't read my blog as well), and, well, shoes. I decided I can make my own choises. So I did. And for once, my mom said ok.
Then I spent the rest of the day on the sofa, in front of the tv, watching MTV and the results of the EMAs. How I love having a big tv. And a wonderful sofa...

And my evening ended really peacefully. I was finishing my dinner, my dad was reading this girls magazine of my sister, my sister did an improvised dance-show and my mom watched her. I don't think I felt that happy all week.