The Secret Christmas Parties
I'm supposed to be studying for a test.
The competitive side within me is screaming out loud: Get your butt off that chair, right now! Or else you'll flunk!
The procrastinating side is like, Pshhh! Whatever, as if anyone else's studying right now!
The competitive side: STUDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But here I am, listening to Tiffany Alvord's amazing cover of Wrecking Ball and blogging. I'm constantly licking my lips because they've dried up (curse you, winter). My grandmother's asleep in the other room and there's no one else in the house.
As everyone knows it, Christmas is fast approaching. Every shop in the vicinity will be decorated, so will the houses. People will hang laurel wreaths outside their doors and bring Christmas trees. People will make cakes and gingerbread houses. Kids (like my seven-year-old cousin) will write letters to the nonexistent Santa Claus, begging him to bring new toy-cars and dolls. You'll hear annoying, though endeari…
The competitive side within me is screaming out loud: Get your butt off that chair, right now! Or else you'll flunk!
The procrastinating side is like, Pshhh! Whatever, as if anyone else's studying right now!
The competitive side: STUDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But here I am, listening to Tiffany Alvord's amazing cover of Wrecking Ball and blogging. I'm constantly licking my lips because they've dried up (curse you, winter). My grandmother's asleep in the other room and there's no one else in the house.
As everyone knows it, Christmas is fast approaching. Every shop in the vicinity will be decorated, so will the houses. People will hang laurel wreaths outside their doors and bring Christmas trees. People will make cakes and gingerbread houses. Kids (like my seven-year-old cousin) will write letters to the nonexistent Santa Claus, begging him to bring new toy-cars and dolls. You'll hear annoying, though endeari…