Well, finally on holiday (although it is for crappy christmas, time off of school is always a plus) The Schools Church Service yesterday (nice to know that in this day and age of fair treatment and non-denomination we can still be forced to go to church - it's all well and good for the christians, but lets face it, Christmas a'int about Jesus anymore) They asked us to have a non-commercial Christmas. Uh-huh, yeah, right... thousands of people are just going to go back to celebrating with love and candles and shit. However after asking us to have a non-commercial christmas, the recorder group played "Walking In The Air"... am I the only one that sees the Oxymoron here? I'm sick of not being listened to. We're trying to arrange a "lads night in", and when I try to get people to listen to the plans (I'm the one who has to arrange it) they forget. Twats. So how are things people? EDIT: A new, brighter look for the diary. Yup, and I'm liking it. Anyway, heading for a night out soon, meal at some restaraunt and a few drinks afterwards, which will probably wipe me clean - Christmas is damn expensive huh. I look a right geezer, a t-shirt with all these white alien/ghost/demon faced on it, black trousers, my "brothel creeper" shoes and a broad shouldered suit jacket. Geezerish, but bitchin, I'm going out despite feeling all dizzy etc. -The Turtle