5.45pm Since my last entry made no sense and was also stupidly short I will write a new one. I'm trying to ignore the chaos that rages on behind me due to large amounts of cousins having receieved their Christmas presents. Due to a number of unfortunate events involving tired people and dinner taking too long, we didn't give our Christmas presents this year until today (Boxing Day). I suppose I don't mind really. I don't mean to be materialistic or mean to people who have bought me presents, but Christmas does get more disappointing. You remember the giddy years of waiting up for hours for Santa so you learn to anticipate it, and then although there's loads of good stuff, it's not so much of a surprise as when you were a kid. I feel slightly lonely, which is strange. In fact, the two times I do generally feel lonely is when I'm on my own (not so surprising, really) and when I'm completely surrounded by people. I think it's just the way I feel sometimes. Like everyone is talking to each other and not to me. If it's just me and a friend then I don't feel lonely because they are there with me. ----- A bird just flew into the window and died. It's left a really beautiful pattern of it's feathers on the window. ----- Lick it.