So my father raised the subject of our trip to Wales that's coming up in march. It came up because I got asked about what I want for my birthday (I mentioned I wanted a computer upgrade), and the trip comes a week after it.
Usually this trip, along with the mention of my birthday would drag me right down, because I hate it when people waste money on me, and I don't generally get much out of the trip.
I get to see some of my relatives, but I don't really know what to do with relatives. They're kind of... weird people that I'm supposed to sort of know, but I can't really remember them or their names even though they remember me from when I was just a kid.
I also get to see my brother, and while I love my brother, he's a social butterfly with what seems like hundreds friends and acquaintances. And then... try to make some of them my friends and acquaintances! Ohmygod there are soooo many issues I have with that!
Err.... right, where was I? Oh yes.
Despite those feelings I think I find myself looking forward to the trip. I'm having a major case of nostalgia right now, I remember last time I went there I was surprised to find myself a little culture shocked, I mean;
All the buildings are made of stone! Some of them have foundations over a thousand years old!
Everything's utilitarian! Why is nothing shiny and built new rather refurbished and old?!?
Everybody recycles!!! Why does everybody care about the environment so much?!
*anxiety attack*OMG I can go to Tesco's, and get cornish pasties and prawn cocktail crisps and sausage rolls and finish it all off with a litre of Ribena (ok, I don't actually like Ribena, but still)!
*double anxiety attack*The elevators are talking to me!The roads don't go in straight lines, and they're all cramped, why am I in the drivers seat of the car and not driving?!?
The countryside is frigging beautiful!
There's hill figures! And you see lots of rainbows!
Ok so maybe that's because you see lots of rain, but still! I like rain!
There are other less interesting things to mention, but you get the idea.
I think Vector has invoked my competetive nature, I want to go write something now.
Let's hope this doesn't end in a "who can write the worst fanfiction" competition.
I want to stay true to the course and keep writing that weird thing I was writing before, but it's really more depressing and downbeat than I really want to do right now. I'm actually in a good mood for once!
Maybe I will just try to write really cheesy fanfiction. I kinda have the urge to do something crazy with Adventure Time, but honestly, writing fanfiction about Adventure Time is like spray painting a tag onto a designated graffiti wall. It feels like some of the fun had been sapped out of it.