Talc and Coal

So we decorated for Christmas today. Mum pulled out this annoying snowman thing which doesn't have a purpose outside of being annoying. You press this button, and this snowman head shoots out and says either "Get out the shovel!" or "It looks like snow!" or plays the first line of Let It Snow with a really bad sound.

And, of course, it gets stuck in my head.

So then I went into the bathroom to get some candlestick holders for the Santa candles we have, and I was singing Let It Snow really obnoxious like I do, and I then I feel someone watching me, and I look and Dad's peeking around the corner looking at me. Then I burst out laughing, and he walked away.

It's what usually happens around here.

Poll: should I or should I not decorate my room for Christmas? (Decorate = Christmas lights) I really need to clean my room either way. Really should've done that this week. But I didn't.

I really don't know where this week went. Like- one moment, I was buying stuff, then I was eating, then I was watching TV, and then I sewed and BAM. It's Saturday. And I have to go back to the daily grind tomorrow. It's weird that there's only a week left of this semester. I feel like I've already finished and that I should be starting a new one.

But enough about me.

I don't understand the fascination with real pearls. It's clam doodoo,

T.T.