New Year

Today is January 1st 2013, which means it's 10 days until my 22nd birthday. I feel old. I had a quiet new year in with the family and it was nice. I actually enjoyed it.

I'm finding it really hard to write this blog post because I really have no idea what to say. Lots has happened since I last properly updated and I just don't know where to start anymore. It doesn't really help that I'm not in a writing mood, which is unfortunate since I need to write my treatment for my script over the next two days.

I keep thinking it's Wednesday which is throwing me off somewhat. Holidays always throw off my days. I thought maybe having work every Friday and Saturday would help me keep track but it didn't. And then I worked on Sunday which just made it all worse.

I need to ring my insurance company tomorrow as well, to cancel my insurance so I can get it cheaper elsewhere, cause I really gotta get it as cheap as possible cause I am so poor it's not even funny. And I really can't cope without my car. I may not have had it long but it's become a key staple in my life. I love my car. So much that in November I shelled out £97, that I didn't have, in order to fix it when it broke down. I love that car. And it is essential for my plans this year. I do love a good roadtrip.

My roadtrip to Edinburgh this year was so fun. I was driving for five hours, and it just didn't even feel that long, because it was fun and we had good music, and beautiful scenery, and cows, and the knowledge that we were about to have a shit ton of fun. Which is what I'm looking forward to most this year. Driving up to Manchester knowing I'm about to have a shit ton of fun. Because I really need that. I think I deserve something nice.

It's now January 2nd, which means 9 days until my 22nd birthday. And I still feel old. I'm going to be working on my birthday, which is just incredibly depressing. Not that I ever celebrate my birthday. I think the last time I had a birthday party was when I was five. (We played pin the tail on the donkey, it was kind of awesome). But still, it would be nice to relax on my birthday. Oh well, at least it'll be payday.

I treated myself to several books this week. And by several I mean seven. And then proceeded to read three of them. I am currently on book number four, which I am taking longer with because the exhaustion has gotten the better of me. And I no longer have the energy to sit up until 3am reading, she says sat here at midnight typing a blog post.

So basically, this is a blog post about nothingness, and all I have left to say is Happy New Year. It's going to be a good one (I hope).