16 December 2012
Dear Diary.
Hello. Again. Yeah, so it's Sunday once more...
So this Sunday I reckoned I would rant about nicknames. You see, nicknames are a rather large part of my family. Unfortunately for me, I seem to get the worst ones. My younger sister, for example, gets 'Bella', which means 'pretty' in Italian. Here are a few of mind:
1) Toasty. 2) Roasty-Toasty. 3) Rostala-Tostala. 4) Bread. 5) Oi, you. 6) The Man.
What is this?! And then there are my NICE friends who call me NICE things:
1) Feather. 2) Hevz. 3) Feefee (MY FAVOURITE)
Yeah... Count yourself lucky. At least you're not 'Bread'.
This week I got a super-duper-mega-yay offer from a university where I want to study English Literature and Creative Writing! I died a bit when I got it. So much happiness. Unfortunately, I doubt I'll get in: I require 3 As. Im. Poss. I. Bull. - for any slow pokes out there, spell it out -
Finally... I HAVE THE EQUIVALENT OF THREE DAYS' WORK LEFT UNTIL THE CHRISTMAS HOLIDAYS. I am crying with joy. Tra-la-la-la-laaaaa-la-la-la-laaa! And you know what? We still don't have our tree up or anything. Sad face. We have one tree lit up outside. One tree. And that's it. It's laughable, to be honest.
Much loves, until next week, kittenzzzzzz! Feefee, xxx
Nicknames, Christmas Cheer & Uni-freaking-versity! • Opuss № I