NYE report

O M G. My feet hurt. They hurt like crazy. My feet are numb. I danced like crazy person. Honestly, like if there was not going to be tomorrow. I'm thankful to Santa that he brought me a Body Shop foot mask, which will be very helpful today.

NYE party was fun. The music was loud, the drinks were strong and the girls were great as always. The balance is: drink spilled on me: 5 (three by Dom-Dom), drinks spilled by me: 4 (it's not my fault that Monx pushed me through the crowd!). Drunken messages sent: ONLY one!

I just have one question: Why is that your boyfriend is always the worst dancer? OK, considering what I saw yesterday, maybe not the worst, but very near.

At least the tube was working all night and we came back around 5am. We slept, we ate some breakfast around 2pm. I am tired. On the outside I try to convince everyone that I'm happy, but on the inside I'm sick to my stomach - I'm scared that even in New Year I still won't find a job. I'm afraid of what will happen next.

Last day of the year

We're gonna clean the space around us, so we're not going to enter New Year with the old dirt and filth. Then, I'm washing my long, long hair and trying to make something out of it. Because my hair is VERY uncooperative, it will lay flat despite my best efforts. All of my life I try to tame and force it. And it is not curly - it is straight as a stick. I remember that before the Prom Night I spent like 6-7 hours at the hairdresser and all my beautiful curls were gone within 1 hour. I was devastated! In January I'm planning major hair revamp - with cutting and layers.

We're going to party and celebrate NYE at Sway. I'm torn whatever I want to go - on the one hand there's going to be Dom-Dom, Monx, probably ECH with her boyfriend. But on the other hand, there's going to be lots of people I'm not exactly fond of. And they're going to be asking questions. A lot of questions which will follow the conversation like that: "Do you have a job? No? Don't worry, something will come up eventually". And these pity looks. I'm going to need A LOT of vodka today.

Christmas shopping etc.

Yesterday I went crazy. I got really stressed out, because I have been behind with sending applications (I needed a break from it and there not that many anyway). I just couldn't fall asleep, so I got up and send around 60. Honestly, I MUST have some superpowers. There's no other explanation - whole wide UK is deep asleep and I'm applying on a Sunday night. Soy loca. Today I got two phone calls from agents - my CV will be forwarded, so at least it is going somewhere.

It was a productive day - I went to the Post Office to collect my Amazon order. Finally. Then coming back I decided to go and buy Christmas presents. Naively thinking that it's Monday and it's not going to be crowded in the shopping centre. As usual, I was delusional. There was so much people I barely made it to River Island and Boots! I somehow managed not to go mad in there and when I came back I've even wrapped in paper all the presents! (I also hid them - some are in the drawer covered by my socks and the other half is in the wardrobe under the summer clothes.) Oh, how I enjoy giving presents! Shh, don't tell the Boyfriend, but I've bought him THE BEST present - a binary watch. Perfect for IT guy! Ha!

I've also booked tickets for the New Year's Eve party. This year I'm gonna dance, drink be wasted and say bonjour to the New Year in Sway. Apparently, a lot of people are coming. For me, the most important thing is that my closest friends are going to be there. It is pretty sad, but I've never, ever had a great NYE. Most of them were boring and more boring and I've never properly celebrated it. I feel that I desperately need it this year. To enter 2011 with a new energy, surrounded by friends and laughter. So I can find my inner-power and strength. So next year can be a better year.