Christmas gets earlier every year.

So it's that time of year again. It's just a week or two earlier this time around.

The school Christmas Party is tomorrow. Being 17 and not 18, I can't actually 'drink' there. That said, everyone and his fucking dog is just getting drunk in their own homes beforehand. It's going to be like the bloody AA. Regardless, it should be a laugh - i'll be able to get to know some of the year 12's a bit better, and getting drunk with my year is always funny. Should be a good night.

The main thing that annoys me about Christmas being early is that it makes the actual day seem further away. Once I get near a 'big event day' like a Birthday or Easter - invariably something that means stuffing my fat face with chocolate - time slows down. There's always nothing to do, there's always no one to see in the run-up to one of these big days, and with Christmas the run-up is now about 4 months due to fucking Iceland adverts. 

I seriously hate Iceland.

This is an aggressive post. I apologize for not following the theme of 'Autistic Pseudo-Conspiracist' of my last one.