Christmas Sucks.

I. Am. So. Tired.

My Aunty was 50 last night, and was up all night singing along to Singing Kettle and Hairspray. What a night.

Woke up at 10am, and helped tidy up the mess. My cousin brought her baby, and we took a million photos of him. Wrote a french essay, wrote 19 christmas cards and screamed when they declared Joe the winner of xFactor.

Good riddance to Olly Murs.