My Christmas 2013

I'm sitting on the couch surrounded by my two dogs. (They are scared by firewowork so they follow you everywhere, and that while it's not even Newyears eve.) It is Christmas Holiday for me, but christmasday is already over. I went to my ant where we, my uncle and grandmother eat a delicious (and a very filling) diner. We always devide the menu in 3 parts so that each part of the family gets one part of the menu. This year it was our turn to make desert. I chose to make Tiramisupie. A delicious recipe from ah.nl. 

My little nephew is in his 'stupid' fase so he says 'stupid' ('stom' in dutch) to everything and everyone. That's how he sent me and my other nephew away while we were playing in his room. He's probably going to be a boss from a big company when he's older.

The next day I went to my dad to celebrate Christmas again. After we wrote poems for eachother, which was really hard because I had no inspiration, my sistsers boyfriend came. We started the evening with a diner and then went on unpacking the presents under the christmas tree and reading out our funny self written poems to eachother. It was a very nice evening.

Now it's Saterday and I am sitting on the couch writing this down. Tonight, I go to the cinema with my mom.

Tuesday's

Yeah! Another tuesday, 'She said sarcasticly.' She was walking towards the nineth hour of the schoolday which would end at half past four. Then she would cycle home and walk the two very enthousiastic doggy's, eat dinner, make homework, watch television for an hour or so and then go to bed. But still she can't complain about her life because you know those pour people in third world countries, we just live under better conditions and such.  
But still...I found out that Tuesday is the stupiest day of my week. For me it is. There's nothing specials or nothing irregular about this day. It is a very long schoolday without any weekly appointments and no special happenings. It will be the same all year. 
But on the other hand most people need a normal day in the week for the structure in there life, so maybe it's good...
That's how I will survive all the following tuesday's and the tuesday's after those.

My B-Day

This morning my mom woke me up at half past six singing a birthdaysong. My stephdad was flashing my light on and off. They gave me very nice presents and kissed me while congratulating me with my 15th Birthday. Then I had to hurry up because the same day was my first-day of school after the two months long summer vacation. Actually it still is because at this moment I am at school writing this blog becasuse of a school assignments. During this day (after I said to some guys that it is my Birthday) many people congratulate me and even my grandma texted me which is really special because the last time she wanted to text me she let my mom type the message.