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Christmas Holidays



Hi guys!
I just realized that I desperately need the Christmas Holidays. I am longing for those two weeks off! I can't wait for the moment the "days until the next holidays-counter" on my phone says 0. The fact that it currently says "11 days" breaks my heart.

"Why are you so desperate for the holidays, Laura?" Well, aren't we all? Besides the fact that Christmas is coming, I think we all need some time for ourselves: no work, (almost) no responsibilities, just some time for yourself. Some time to watch films, read books and drink hot chocolate. Oh, and did I mention read books? I have so many books I still need, and want, to read! (Okay, some books are for school and I'm not particularly waiting to read those, but still) 

Also I want to just be able to sleep 'till 10.30 or something (my body isn't able to sleep much longer than that, even though I really want to). And to meet up with all my friends and have movie nights or sleepovers. And of course there are the endless re-runs of Home Alone I need to watch every year, otherwise I will not be content! 

Another thing the Christmas Holidays demand you to do, is ice-skating! In the Netherlands almost everybody goes ice-skating in winter! (And even in spring) 

Excuse me, I am going to lie in a dark corner to wait until the holidays arrive now! 
Bye!

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