Hiatus over

Okay, there never was a hiatus, just a lazy-ass blogger.

To be honest, I totally meant to write several posts during Christmas and New Years, but I never got around to even opening the laptop. I brought it back home with me, but never actually used it.

So first off, I went home - again. This time my sister did not know a single thing about it and surprising her was the best Christmas gift I could ever have gotten. Along with the well needed money that my parents handed me on Christmas Eve. There was not a single flake of snow in sight and I had a cold from hell, but it did not really matter seeing as I got to spend my sacred holiday with my family and best friend. It was truly awesome. The dogs were beside themselves this time as well (even more than the first time I dare say, which is strange because you'd think that they'd be happier about seeing me after 4 months, rather than 10 days).

And even though I was very happy to be back home, arriving on Dec 23rd might not have been the wisest thing. Why? Because the entire of UK decided to be at the North Terminal of Gatwick Airport at 8AM, flocking around Gate 14-16 were we had to be as well. So after having avoided getting our feet run over by several buggies, trolleys, suitcases on wheels and just people with big feet in general we managed to get to our gate only to have the flight delayed with an hour. Which might not sound too bad (compared to the flight to Bangkok that was supposed to leave at 8.45AM but was delayed until 9.05PM) but when all you really want to do is get home - yeah well. We were not beside ourselves.

Being home was nice though. 0% Christmas feelings and no snow, but it was nice.Vacation spent back home, it felt strange. And after four days, I slowly came to the realisation that I am perfectly fine with going back here, and perhaps not ever go back. I have grown too much to go back to living at home and four days with my family made me realise that. Although it was great seeing people you have missed it felt even better getting back here.

So after spending Christmas in Sweden, New Years in London felt like a really good idea. It was nowhere near as wild and outrageous as one might have hoped it would be but it was nice cause I had my girlfriend and my best friend on either side as it struck midnight and I don't think I have ever felt as content. Not only did we do some resolutions with friends back home, but we also got new resolutions done here and I have honestly never felt more confident in managing my resolutions than I do this year. Not because I feel like I have to, but because I feel like I actually want to this time and I think that weighs more than feeling the need to keep them.