Hey, Arthur!
I have successfully managed to run into your sister! Not sure how that went. She laughed at the suggestion that she should summarise the Queen's speech, and she said that Christmas was "Hell as usual." Then she called me "sweet" and just sort of drifted off. She didn't even tell me what she got you for a present. Are you all bizarre in your family?
Gwen didn't know who the knitted hat was from, either, but she's wearing it now and she looks hilarious. Again, if my camera weren't ridiculously crap, I'd take a picture. It will look better on you, I'm sure!
I hope Christmas isn't really Hell at your place. It's probably the most inconvenient time of year to be sad, because the whole world around you is so happy. It's not a great feeling. I hope you don't have that. I'll just take it as Morgana being dramatic.
School starts again tomorrow. This holiday took no time at all! And now we have to get to worrying about university applications and all of that - really, we've all been worrying about those for a while, I suppose you know as well as anyone, but still, the closer the date the worse the fear. Gwen and I are both hoping to get into Avalon - she says that's where you wanted to go, too.
Well, want, I suppose, unless you've somehow changed your mind while you've been lying there. Who knows; it could happen. I suppose it would change some perspectives. Really it's changed all of our perspectives on quite a lot of things.
Well, at least all this uni business means that I'll have something important to report about all sorts of different people soon. Slight substance added to my inane babbling!
M.