Christmas Kerfuffle?

Is this the real life? Or is this just fantasy?! Umm.. Duh duh duh dum?
I don't know the rest of the words. But what I do know is that I am back. I have not done a blog in months and because my Internet is being really slow and I actually have something to write about, I'm doing another one.

So, Christmas. Did you all have fun? I did, though I didn't feel very christmassy. It could have been the fact that school ended two days before it, or it could have been the lack of Christmas lights in Fortrose. But I did feel christmassy on the day. Slept till 9am. Got woken up my sister. Went downstairs, oggled at presents and then began the wait for the older, slower people a.k.a Parents and Grandparents. So we waited, and waited, and waited, and after a while opened one of our smaller presents to keep us in the mood. I got Halo: Reach, a game I have been wanting for ages. I got other bits and bobs, a new ipod which was both birthday present and Christmas present combined and so on and so forth. There was snow, which was good, but it's thawing now so that's a bit sucky. I'm hopefully going into town tomorrow to get Fallout: New Vegas for the PC. This is rather odd for me as I'm normally a Xbox gamer, but after watching some gameplay footage, the PC version seems a lot better.

What I'm finding particularly disturbing though is the fact that it doesn't seem that long since last Christmas. I still have to watch some DVDs I got last year. The whole year has flown past. Exams, the start of 5th year, all of it. Before the end of term we got our 6th year choices form. Our 6th year choices form?! I can barely handle some of our 5th year subjects, (mainly English though). I'm gonna be insane though and go for Advanced Higher Chemistry, Physics and Maths. I feel old. Too old. Even though I did just turn 16, which makes me quite young in comparison that Devon (http://devonisonfirestill.blogspot.com/) who just turned 17 and insists on calling me Baby Andrew.

So I hope you had a good Christmas, and I will see you all in the New Year. DFTBA

Andrew's iLog

The Life Of A Nineties Kid.

That title you just read, it's gonna be the title of my Personal Reflective whatsit for English. I honestly don't have much else to write about. Nothing major has happened in my life. I mean, I've never even broken a bone. And all the stories I have are fairly embarrassing and/or not possible to have an reflection on. I mean, how can I reflect on being accidentally dropped down the stairs at the age of one? Or flying off a see-saw and face-planting at the age of eight or nine? The only properly major thing that has happened has been moving up here to Scotland and to be perfectly honest, I don't remember much of it. But being a nineties kid is a good topic I think. Cause the way I see it, there are a lot of things which can influence in your younger years to what you become in your older years. Lego blocks can influence your creative or inventive side. Recorders can develop musical skills. Pokémon influences you to fight animals for money.... I mean, whut? But being a nineties kid was great. I had a lot of fun memories of being that old. It was the last decade of the 20th century. The end of a millenia. And boy, what an end. I don't think I would've been able to survive with-out a daily dose of Crazy-bones or Scooters. I miss being that child in ways that I cannot explain. To be an innocent (to an extent) little child with no cares about the rest of the world. Now I admit, I haven't changed much. I'm still immature, I still like Crazy-Bones and Scooters, but now I'm older people start to expect you to act it. And I resent this. Growing older doesn't always necessarily mean I have to grow up. Who wants to be an old, grumpy pencil pusher who's only joy in life is "Antiques Roadshow" and a nice Oatcake? Not me that's for sure. Give me a sippy cup and a episode of "Digimon" any day. DFTBA.

Andrew's iLog