I feel so ill. Except now, I'm going to stay in bed all day. I can't face being ill on Christmas day. Bloody stuffed up nose. All the rest of my family are arriving tonight. Pandimonium. Ah well, they're cute and they like me. So I don't mind. I don't know half as much what I'm getting for Christmas as I did last year. Which is good for me 'cause I like suprises. Mum's making me save all the presents from our family friends until Christmas day though, which we don't usually do. They're calling to me now. Come and open me. I'm probably chocolate and you can eat me........ Temptation isn't good for me. I always give in to temptation. One day left