For me, the start of December marks the start of Christmas - it's as simple as that.
The Christmas songs have been loaded onto the iPod, I have started wearing a santa suit around the house and today - we put the tree up.
More prominent though was the college Christmas ball in Blackpool. The venue was good, the imperial hotel, but I just don't give two shits about my college. I couldn't help but groan when the awards ceremony started just after dinner then - knowing that high class awards such as 'rear of the year' and 'best Cartmelian' were going to go to people with the most mates.
The food was OK though, and luckily the bar stocked Highland Park, so I just sat in a winged chair talking to various people who dared come near, sipping away until home time. 'Ball' isn't the word I would have chosen, it was just a glorified disco, but hey - at least I wasn't all tucked up in bed sleeping or anything!
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